Saturday, July 1, 2006

Yopu Strill

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

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

So story or lived?