Roz Kaveney (rozk) wrote,
Roz Kaveney
rozk

And another

CATULLUS 103

You've got ten thousand pounds I paid in fees.

Now pay it back, Or mind your manners, please.

Be loud and rude, but at your own expense,

I hired you – and your manners cause offense

which, in your line of work, makes little sense.

I don't care if this makes me look a wimp.

I pay for better manners from a pimp

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