His masters
mistook me for a
mine of secrets
and deputed him
with a fountain of funds
to approach me
to canvas me
and extract secrets
one by one
by befriending me.
He tried his best
to understand my weaknesses
offered funds, bottle or blondes
but when he learnt
that nothing could be
squeezed out of me
he mistook me for
an ignoramus
ended his
contact with me
deserted my company
and went seeking
greener pastures.
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