The Curmudgeon

YOU'LL COME FOR THE CURSES. YOU'LL STAY FOR THE MUDGEONRY.

Thursday, June 26, 2014

By Their Fruits

Injecting drugs into his hide,
He lived a score of years, then died;
And left, as warrant of his worth,
No progeny to taint the earth.

Another preached the moral way,
Perished to rise another day,
And caused two thousand years of strife.
Which, then, was the more wasted life?

Rev. Sorbus Malbarb

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