In a sordid slime harmonious Greed was born in yonder ditch,
With a longing in his bosom—and for others’ goods an itch.
As Christ died to make men holy, let men die to make us rich—
Our god is marching on.
Iliana is one year old today! - Uh-oh, she’s just figured out that you get presents on your birthday.
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