Complacent Cybernetic Communities

Keep life simple and supple When aside from your dimples you brush conundrum For joys to triple or quadruple To the beat at the feet of laughter’s drum Whose percussion glorifies and ratifies Happiness in all her splendor and majesty As happiness against odds defies The travesty of dishonesty in the sacristy that begs for the amnesty Dishonesty doesn’t deserve in its swerve To bend the truth To cheat simpletons on the Internet to serve Purposes uncouth To extents where ribald returns Line up pockets of blood cash As dishonesty spurns and burns Chances to slash Losses suffered in tenuous tricks Perpetuated with malice aforethought When dishonesty pricks and sticks To the veneer whose thought Untaught Claws its way forward disgorging damage With perpetrators brought To a fatal end as they rummage On Facebook For lines of least resistance Conmen think can brook The nonsense in every sentence They use as a hook For cash promised on fake accounts with fake details Soon spewed upon the spook Conmen retail in their travails As due diligence soon exposes Tricks conmen employ For the umpteenth time until a rose juxtaposes Facts and figures conmen enjoy Banding on the Internet Fishing for opportunities Conmen and their consorts can net Ad infinitum from complacent cybernetic communities.