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RE: FREINDS AND FOES

in #poetry6 years ago

Greetings boss.

A friend who turned brother,
Then becomes an enemy.
For this little act, he didn’t bother.
His deeds were cunning, crafty!
Not just in his hut was the war
But he fought his blood without a thought.
For a mite, he sold his own to a whore.
Who knew how easy he could be bought.

Very interesting brother.