The Ugliest Man

I have met the ugliest man

That ever has survived

His cheeks are sallow holes

And his hair has never thrived


Upon his fingers delicate

Sit the rings of fortune and fame

He trusts in the immortality

Of his own well-published name


Often has he been mistook

For the image of Death

But all who know that natural heart

Know not to waste their breath


He is a sin among himself

His vanity is cruel

He has no mercy for the weak

His Fates no thread and spool


They hold no thoughts of life

But the key to untold glory

And all are subject to the lie

That is his conman's story


He preys on the narrow-minded

He plants his ill-got seed

And successfully corrupts us

With his own name: Greed



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