Iliterate Poet

A dumping ground for my works in progress.

1 Sept 2010

Binding contract

Borrowed by thee using my three to think you’re free,
I have news that this was to be,
A contract, a binding pact
That if you new and then you used,
You were certainly eternally fused.
Borrowed as you did fused have you become.
Like it or not we are the ones that created the lot.
Sustain that which sustains you together like glue.
Choose well in your spell or face the lot you bloody clot.

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