but far more cheaply.
are mercenaries seeking payment in the carnal.
Under the candlelight,
see their struggling.
These darting morays of desire,
twisting and devouring;
these are the true supplicants of the feed!
Their unpleasant lusts are like datura to the reasoning mind;
they seek the filthy, fleshy lucre,
in things as sickening as rancid cream.
This is their depraved pay off for playing good,
like a zebra in its stripes.
This is the ultimate cat and mousy game,
for they stalk the corn,
they scare the rabbits,
intent on doing evil things to little creatures,
but often end up buggering themselves instead.
They live by this sword and die by the angry crowd.