Judas
Iscariot
Holds
the golden key
He
feels he's the winner
With
his crooked schemes
But
he feels shallow
He
knows he didn't win
Walking
through the back door
With
his 11 pieces of gold
His
fellow conspirators paraded his victory
Letting
the world knew of his treachery
By
back stabbing his master to take the key
He
is nothing but a Brutus!
Now
he is on buying spree
He
is afraid of his own shadow
He
is afraid to lose his key
So
his running dogs do the biting
But
heavy loads of greed
It
will be his downfall eventually
Karma
doesn't like bad people
They
will get their own just desserts!
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