the
compliant
were
manacled
in
servitude
the overseer
not allowing them
any latitude
these
heavy
steel
loops
held
a
firm
grip
from their cuffs
none could
readily slip
he
who
had
the
status
of
boss
not ever
giving up the
controller's toss
in
fetters
he'd
keep
them
bolted
secure
never to be
released out of
the inure
Sep 17, 2016
Sep 17, 2016 at 7:45 AM UTC
the
compliant
were
manacled
in
servitude
the overseer
not allowing them
any latitude
these
heavy
steel
loops
held
a
firm
grip
from their cuffs
none could
readily slip
he
who
had
the
status
of
boss
not ever
giving up the
controller's toss
in
fetters
he'd
keep
them
bolted
secure
never to be
released out of
the inure
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