I cannot agree

For it is a conspiracy

Don’t you ever consider

How they heavily favor

The right’s of those with deep pockets

And to the rest they must sock it?

“Get to the point,” says his friend, taken aback.

“Why I refer, of course, to the almighty contract!”

Every time I sign my name

It’s my very soul that they try to claim

If something should happen, God forbid!

Then all that I’ve done is rendered undid

Why should they reap from my undoing?

No recourse for me, but to end up stewing

Leaving me in dreaded shape

Tied up in court with no way to escape

But, I found a way to befuddle and hook wink

Because you see, I use invisible ink!