Aye, I am a
man of deep thinking
But ne’er
have I sunk to the nadirs of finking
A descent so
far below
The leagues
where Captain Nemo dared to go
Yet cupidity
still commands the canary curse
And inveigled
by the proffered purse
The tattler
tweets and sings his song
Blithe and
indifferent to right and wrong
But
anonymity can never last
And when the
present presents the past
When the
treachery is revealed
The fate of
the Judas is well and truly sealed
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