Without Delay. Here, heavy hewn, rock on remorseless rock.
write from under it. Sentence
tunnel displacing earth.
One for you and Two for me,
and a face all pink with icing.
Sun shut out in drear dungeon.
Sun's for me and none for you.
No light shall ever enter. True to tell,
I've thrown away the key.
Move for me, stock still for you,
the world's my open oyster.
Free for me and Debt for you,
the Interest grows in multiples.
Hard and harder still. Sweat and blood
and toil and tears if you're to take the tokens.