GREED’S HUNGRY GORGE

– spferdberg

“Begone thy baneful spell!” I clepe,
I will not even bother.
My treasure-ladden bag is full,
I cannot take another.

A precious stone, it greets my eye,
Just there beyond the chasm.
Collecting and retrieving it
Becomes a wild phantasm.

A monkey rideth pickaback,
Temptation is a rotter!
And still my mind congratulates,
I am a skillful spotter.

The greed within presents itself
As merry a companion.
A wise man knows, behind it hides
A devil in a canyon.

In reaching out my trembling hand,
I praise my past endeavours.
“Tarnation and Dodgast!” methinks,
And fall into the crevice.

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