The Bribe's Price Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Now we sell out,
And if we’ve done it right
We’ll soon be fattened by our gold,
And can call the mischief in
Diana’s woods our paramours
Fanning in evening-

All of this is ours,
If we know the continent,
And even the eyes of the girl
You once loved
You can own again,
Because we’ve paid the
Bribe’s price-

As we go away,
Do not look directly into the sun,
Falling ahead of us, escaping,
For now is not the time
To combat that cowardly foe,
The only one who survived-

Let the unknown world cuddle him,
For in the morning we
Will be gleaming kings,
And we will only laugh when he returns,
And send our air-force out to blind him-

Now I know where she lives,
And so do you,
We should jump the backyard fences,
Like little boys enjoying the somber game,
To share a smile between us two
As we unlatch the secret door,
And claim her while she is yet asleep-