The Blacksmith
The Medieval vampire Blacksmith worked into the night
Printing counterfeit money.
Blacksmith, only one with metal safe
To hold in storage town people's gold.
The people gave him their gold
Blacksmith gave paper promise
Hence the birth of banking and paper currency...
Blacksmith soon found that he could print extra
for himself, spend and buy at will !
No one will notice ! I'm rich ! Eventually, people noticed
twice as much money to buy same pair of shoes !
They scratched their heads, wanted their gold !
The Blacksmith couldn't redeem certificates into gold,
printed way too many for himself, so he fled. Vampire
Blacksmith, alive in 2017, owns the banks, mass media
and schools, brainwashed slaves satisfy his endless thirst.
Trillions of dollars in interest every year on money
created out of thin air ! Biggest ripoff in human history
under own nose ! All IRS money pays interest to smiling fanged
Blacksmith. A foreclosed home ? We see his fangs again !
Blacksmith needs prison time ! Violating U.S.Constituion law, mandates
Gold ! Until the people wake up, the Blacksmith works late into the night,
creating counterfeit money. Retirement worth half what it was, the
Vampire laughs at American people gullibility while drinking their blood
January 1, 2017
Copyright © Bruce Adams | Year Posted 2017
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