Tick tock
Chime goes the clock
Time is running out!
I know, I know, but
I'm beginning to reconsider ...
You made a deal,
Break it now,
Imagine how I’ll feel.
It’s just, it’s just,
You promised ten years!
Ten fulfilling years!
You got ten …
Months.
I get confused.
But I’m here now, and beg to be excused.
On to the deed!
No, no, what about my family!
They need to know –
They will not understand,
Their memories will soon be like blown away like wind on sand,
Come, join me, take my hand!
No! I can’t! This is wrong!
I was wrong!
Tere nums consces.
There shall always be consequences.
That’s not Latin, just so you know,
I made it up to pass the time, I’m beginning to bore …
Go away! Leave me alone! Get thee behind me, Satan! Be gone!
My, you aren’t doing so well,
Your attempts to defend yourself just fell
Flat on their collective arse.
Nooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!! I won't go! I can't go!
Have mercy, please!!
Mercy ain’t mah middle name,
Cunning is the name of the game,
I beat you, you found me,
And made a deal to give your pride to me.
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Conjured this up on the spur of the moment -- comments?
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