The fish swim in a clear, spring lake.
The bait is murder, poverty, war and insincerity.
Here come the neswspeople, your serenity to take.
Thus, we, the fish eat the bait and think that all the
world is pure insincerity?
News-ghouls, are our new gods that we so adore.
But it’s a cash cow for the press, don’t you...
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