False Prophet

Sly little snake, won’t you ever stop your hissing,

Teaching the humble it’s wealth they are missing.

With an attitude suit that cost an arm and a leg,

And platitudes leading to either harm or neglect.

Your eyes betray you when your passion ignites,

With a smile like the ice found in duper’s delight.

How right you sound when cherry-picking verses,

But the devil’s in the detail of the self-named circus.

~Poet of Ephraim

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