Shall we play that
Deadly game? Set our
Hearts to duelling, see who
Is faster at the cut and
Thrust? Or would you
Rather talk it through?
Shall we be civilised
Even though I can see
Through your lying eyes?
As, no doubt, you see
Through mine.
But let us play this farce
Of negotiation to its end
And pretend that friend
Is foe and foe is friend,
Until you or I do tire and
One does finally do what
We must: try to score
With one clean thrust.
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