sinister deeds

there are sinister deeds

in the mardi gras beads

all one can view are the seeds

of these venomous deeds

and the one most prominent,

the seed of greed

cannot be seen

by a person not so mean

but only by the cruel of heart

a person who rips the family apart

in order to further

their own special kind of murder

with green knives they shank

worst of all, they control our banks

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