Shannon Loves Covid-19

A loser, 
A narcissist,
A liar,
A thief, 
And a louse,
She Conned my poor mother,
then moved into her house,
Suddenly mother dies,
Under whose care?
Was there foul play?
Only Shannon could say,
Then as rep of her estate,
She continued her ruse, 
Began spending money, 
with nothing to lose.
Finally removed,
Judgment Awarded,
$54K
But will we ever see it?
Chances are slim,
For her crimes,
Jail is fit, 
But why does she not go?
Apparently Covid 19, 
Protected the hoe.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Allison Avatar
August 18, 2021 at 1:12 PM
gosh sounds like we have similar family members - I can relate big time mine will crawl out of the woodwork when mum passes:-( hugs Jan xx
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