By Spartacus
Forgiveness
I beseech you for forgiveness
For the deeds that I have done,
Some for revenge meted,
And some were done for fun.
I know you are interested
In hearing all my tale;
I’ll let you know a teeny bit
So I won’t end up in jail.
Of all my misdemeanours
Of all my varied sins,
I always kept the motto,
That told me: “Who dares, wins.”
I made a ton of money,
That always was my dream,
By ways – some were legitimate,
And some that were not clean.
I’ll tell you what you ask me,
But I cannot reveal all;
The mighty are now trembling,
For fear that they might fall.