The Fallen God of Poverty

Text copied from the book--Oriental Humor by R. H. Blyth (1959)

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A certain man tried this and that, but it was all no good; his luck was out. Someone said to him, "Believe in the god Benzaiten," so he did so, and waited for seven nights. On the seventh night, it became very noisy in the ceiling and suddenly a dark-colored, white-eyed, skinny creature fell down through a hole in the ceiling.
The man caught hold of him and cried, "now I have caught the god of poverty! I must have my revenge on you," and began to beat him, but the other cried out, "Don't hurt me so much! It's not my fault. There are so many of us in the ceiling I was jostled and pushed out."
The point of this story is of course that there were a large number of god of poverty collected there, so nothing the man could possibly do would bring him good fortune.
Originally posted on Creepypasta wikia till it was deleted for not being scary enough