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Ms Moneybags, so lithe and graceful,
teetered, tumbled, took a fall
All seven tons of scaly dragon -
she stumbled stairs, (her tail and all).
Inside her shop, (and she owns many),
could be heard a mumbled "balls".
Like Thurisaz, the ground did rumble,
as her head bounced off the wall,
vibrating though from Porta Aquila
to echo through the Pauper's halls.
Down from her shop, (and she owns many),
rolling to a wing'd sprawl,
she landed at the bottom, unscathed and dandy-
"Help!" shouted the forestal.
A cry was heard, "Now who was that?"
(As yelled by the kindly Seneschal).
The city was in fits of worry-
"What did you land on!?" came the call.
"I think I fell upon my wallet!

LSX. More gold than sense - or Prospero.



The previous was wrote in jest,
I trust it's taken as such, lest
I end up chased by hired goons.
Note to self: don't diss tycoons.

- H.C.B. Storm

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Scarlatan, in the year 569 AF.