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
Copyright © Elton Camp | Year Posted 2011
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