Yopu Strill
Yopu Strill
He fit the bill
For a dupe
A fool
One easily led
To where we wanted him
So we did
What never we thought
That we would do
And sent it out
The call to meet with us
He came of course
So easily
Eager like a pup
As if we never
Had meant him ill
Yopu Strill
What a fool was he
So we laid it out
Said we'd seen
The error of our ways
And begged him for
A new new start
Yopu Strill
Fell for it
So completely
He even said
No never mind
And made to leave
But we insisted
And he gave in
Then took it with
As if we meant him well
Yopu Strill
Was supposed to be
Our easy dupe
Our unwitting help
To easy fortune
Instead he was
The first to die
Curse him fool
It's all his fault
If only he'd been
A real real man
He'd of foffed us all
And none of this
Would have come to be
Yopu Strill
I hope your death
Was as horribly bad
As our life now
So awful is
Cherris Raeden
What a nice woman right? Their plan for easy fortune is stupid and dangerous, but..it's all his fault. Right.
And he's dead.
Phuggar! Theirs a word for a person like her. But I won't bring it up. I'll leave that to your imagination.
Sheesh.
Tomorrow.
Charles Petrie


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So story or lived?
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