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By Avarice ConscriptedBy Avarice ConscriptedThe waves that break above Charybdis Shatter as they clash. As do these avaricious shades In combat on the ash. The hoarders and the squanderers Eternally at war. Prostitutes of wealthiness; The Filthy Frugal Corps. Your golden-plated bane. Your ill-gotten gains. You fall on your own blade. The apple spoils the snake. Brace yourselves, you wicked men; Defilers of the cloth. Guard yourselves and your riches, men From the Lady Fortune’s Wrath Your wealth becomes your burden. Take up your jeweled sword. The collar of the clerical; The noose of pigs and whores. |