What's so fun
About being demented?
Eager office seekers
Claim to be,
Washed in the Blood
Of the Lamb.
But who would trust
Their precious flocks
To the care of
Such hungry wolves?
There are some days that I just shouldn't open the newspaper. I originally included a second, very angry verse here, but after a few moment's calm reflection I decided to redact it from this page. Angry words, like angry deeds, have a way of bouncing around and coming back to one. We could all do well to keep that in mind. I'll keep trying.
Disturbing image is from PhotoshopTalent.com
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First blush: money.
Second blush: desire.
Third blush: thirst.
Fourth blush: suffering.
I can't blush any more!
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