Phyllis Babcock Poet Blank verse

The Scammer

Deception in the form of lies

Untruths unknown to no bound

Deciet that becomes concrete

A snare meant to trap its prey

Unknowingly, unsuspected  get caught

The wise and cunning

Will see thru what is presented

In the web some will get caught

Others will not

If it is a scam you find

Scanners like to play with your mind

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Debbie Duncan June 6, 2013 at 9:41 PM Well I guess this goes along with my " TELL" poem ;}

Poet Destroyer A September 17, 2012 at 1:59 PM PHYLLIS, congratulations with your awesome featured poem of the week... enjoy your day :-) PD

Daver Austin September 17, 2012 at 1:58 PM Sounds like the media to me, Phyllis. Congrats on the selection. Love, daver

Andrea Dietrich January 14, 2011 at 10:17 AM ps and now I can say Ihave read your whole last page!!

Andrea Dietrich January 14, 2011 at 10:16 AM sounds like this might go with that other one, The setup?? Well, dearie, I have only five minutes to get myself dressed and off to the movie, the King's speech.hahaha. I live by the tail of the time!! Luv ya, andrea