Post pics reaching critical levels of tiresomeness.
In shadows deep where malice brews,
The ancient ones with cunning views,
Whisper schemes in gilded halls,
Twisting fates with venomous calls.
Their eyes, like coals in endless night,
Feed on worlds with endless spite,
Gold and power in their grasp,
Sowing discord, a venomous clasp.
Through history's veil, their darkness seeps,
Corrupting souls, where innocence weeps,
A plague of greed, unyielding and cold,
The evil Jews, in tales untold.