"Hand over the sack,

On my journey I have to get back,

I did not appreciate this delay."

"I too need to be on my way,

But first I would like to say,

A sword you seem to lack.

You'll need one if you wish not to be a snack,

Cannot rely forever on a stab in the back,

I might just have one you like."

"A new blade, with perfect strike,

It'll keep you safe on any hike,

Through desert, marsh or plateau."

"Oh, ho, ho!

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At it again, my purse's foe,

How badly will you rob me today?"

"How can this be something you say?

You of all people know my honest way!

Never swindled a fellow."

"I am not naive and mellow,

You bathe in honey and wear robes yellow,

You know naught of an honest day's work."

"You are beginning to irk,

And night begins to lurk,

400 silver is a fair price."

"I'm buying a sword not a spice,

Your head is addled with hair full of lice,

Anything above 100 is plain theft."

"If I gave away goods, what would be left,

To feed my men, my chests they heft,

250 is the best I can do."

"Dealing with you I shall rue,

If lies you told, I shall sue,

But I'll take your poison deal.

"Don't be this way, you got a steal,

Now help me fix this carriage wheel,

I shall procure your sword."

And thus ended this battle of word,

Between me and the Merchant Lord,

It was good entertainment.