2,222 and Rising

2,222 and Rising By Elton Camp That is the number of spammers I’ve blocked But the flood it has just stemmed, not stopped For every time that I open my in-box e-mail Still more scams do my senses irritate & assail Just today, yet another Internet lottery I’ve won To get a million bucks, they say, will be such fun Oh, and just look at this extremely nice surprise My e-mail’s been randomly chosen for a prize And somebody has a problem with gender ID I’ve been selected Woman of the Year, I see Then, oh my, there has been another plane crash The bank wants me to claim all the family cash A foreigner of a business partner is in great need I can get rich by investing only some chicken feed Another young lady wants me to sponsor her “And, I will bring millions with me, kind Sir.” Again some rich woman is just about to die To get me to accept her money she does try Here is an official in the greatest African bank He offers a corrupt proposal that’s so rank It makes me wonder who falls for stuff like this But if they send enough, I guess they can’t miss