MONEY IS THE BAIT (A Random Poem)
Money is the charming bait That won't let unsullied damsels wait To uncover their heads on the alter Men would forever run helter skelter To gather enough of this bait. Money is the illustrious bait That keeps men running to the gate Of eternal dignity, without a slumber Daughters of Eve are torn asunder In their quest to be wooed by this bait Money is the talking bait, Alluring enough to overshadow hate And gag the pressing lips of the accuser Who holds the freedom keys of a prisoner Will mortal men ever hate this bait? Crypto Gray