Compatriots in Hell - 2016/04/26

Whores wait in the wings,
Taking cash from all who offer.
They won't save themselves.

Police on the ground,
Dead no matter what they proffer.
They won't stop themselves.

Together they clash,
Embracing endless coffers.
They can't pay themselves.

Apart they shall fail,
No thanks to all the scoffers.
Who can't mute themselves.

All will face their death,
After drinking poisoned wells.
Murdered by themselves.

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