A deal was struck
A pact was made
If you don't come good
I'll have you flayed

But if you're quick
As they say you are
Your head I won't bury
In a cauldron of tar

My answer is there
Where you left yours
Do this right
It will open doors

Penned by my hand on Tisday, the 16th of Chakros, in the year 18 AC.