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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 2nd HALF - due to Poetry Soups file size limitation - How My Sister and I Duped a Crook “You’re not hard to look at, hon! He also said you’re single, sooooo - if you keep me satisfied and - please don’t get me wrong - Make me glad I hired you...you know...do my bidding...you’ll be well rewarded, and I know we’ll get along. “You can start tomorrow,” he continued, “nine o’clock, and when you see your buddy you can tell him you’ve been hired! The nerd who’d done my books ‘til now had no idea at all that he was actually closer than he knew to being fired. “Now and then a circumstance arises when some funds need to be - reallocated...you know...moved around, And often he would raise a stink - worried, during an audit, something I was hiding, inadvertently, would be found. “It’s my responsibility to answer any questions asked about the things I’ve done to hide from paying tax, Sooooo...if you’re going to work for me, once or twice a month, you’ll be asked, no...make that TOLD...to alter certain facts! “All you’ll need to help me do is hide a few investments, but if that’s not your cup of tea, dear...tell me so right now... But think before you answer, Belle, ‘cause you’ll find out - in Frisco, there’re plenty of lonely single guys...but, I’m the sacred cow! “Oh, I’m OK with - cooking books,” she gently set the hook, in what she knew, without a doubt, was one big frickin’ fish! She knew that what we planned to do could take us to a point where both of us would have enough to answer every wish Each of us had ever made. What a lovely thought! Robbing major money from the biggest crook in town. And I could tell, when Belle returned to say how things had gone...like the clever gal she is, she hadn’t let me down. “I got the job,” she volunteered, “I start at nine tomorrow! The slimy weasel let me know right off how things will be. He came right out and told me that I’ll need to - ‘tweak his books’, and clearly thinks that - now and then - he’ll be tweaking me! “Of course, I’ll have to schmooze him if we’re going to pull this off, but I’m OK with teasing him to dip into his stash. Once I’ve gained his confidence I’ll start to do some - “juggling” - and build, in ways he’ll never find, a hoard of trace-less cash! “I’ll also transfer one deed each to lots the pervert owns, and pay for them with funds of his, regardless what they’re worth, Then you and I will have the finest architects in town - compliments of what will be the dumbest crook on earth - “Build us each a brand new home, for which, of course, HE’LL PAY! I’m pretty sure he’ll never know, but if he does find out, I’ll surprise his sorry ass and tell him - you -- my ‘friend’ -- are working for the IRS, which will, of course, no doubt, “Rearrange his attitude...make him shut his mouth...well aware that often, when a sleazy rich guy falls, Gals with looks and brains like mine - when they play it smart - have no need for lawyers ‘cause they’ll have him by the --- privates! Barely three weeks later, Belle had tweaked the books real hard...and - tired of all his groping - it was time to - drop the bomb. Just before she left for home, and - left for good that day, storming in to where he sat,she snarled, “My brother - Tom, “Said to tell you, ‘Thanks a ton for giving us our lots, and paying for the super fancy homes we’re going to build!” And, just in case you’re thinking you can beat the wrap in court, a friend of his will send a letter - should we wind up killed - “To, of course, the FBI, explaining what you do, and only if, Luigi - you can stop the frickin’ mail - Given you’ll be cornered by the shrewdest men alive – will you ever find a way to not wind up in jail! “But Tom and I are quite content to - look the other way - satisfied to ‘ve found the perfect pigeon we could fleece, And not reveal the brainless fool by whom we’ve been endowed with - after taxes - twenty-seven million bucks --- apiece!! “Best to simply ‘live and learn’," Belle would twist the knife. "I know you’ll easily find some weak-kneed dork to cook your books… I only hope they’re wise enough to make you pay the price for playing along with one of California’s biggest crooks!” Check out - writerofbooks.com - for audio-CDs & books of verse, etc. etc. etc.
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