The Plane Crash

The Plane Crash By Elton Camp A plane has gone down. No relatives can be found. Millions in the bank account. Truly an astonishing amount All will go to the state. For money, a sorry fate. I’d rather it goes to you. Just send me a share too Notify that you now accept. Then the money can be kept. First send me a little data. Nothing I ask will matter. What’s your occupation? Resident of what nation? Address of your e mail Send to me without fail. Your own street address? Then you will have success In getting this vast sum. It will very quickly come. Oh, I and can’t forget to say That a cash fee you must pay Your bank number send along. Receive this wealth for a song. I work at the Bank of Nigeria. My motives are not ulterior. We just truly love to share With rich Americans over there