Best Fraudulent Poems
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A
Country
Stolen from
Legal Voters
I
Feel
Like only
Communists rule.
Oh,
Tell
Me, God
It is not so!
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Poetry style by Romios
12/9/2020
For seven days I perform magic for a crescent 6 year-old girl.
I bring rainbows indoors with an arc that wraps itself around her curiosity. I bring stories/fairy-tales to life. Fire-breathing dragons: secret potions, kings, princes and of course the princess in a castle---all this, under the umbrella of sprawled worn blanket that reminds us of comfort. This is our castle.
I take such things as “owies” and tummy aches and make them “go away” (as she asks) with a simple kiss from my natural lips and reluctant smile. I spin nightmares feverishly until the demons become bright-colored-big-eyed unassuming creatures (How cute she says giggling)
I am a true magician, a magnificent walking circus---that is, until she leaves me for 7 days. There is no “magic” within those 168 hours.
Fireflies mock me for 10,080 minutes. No bioluminescence during twilight. A shadowless window frame.
I am no match for these 604,800 seconds---I can’t apply pressure to them: run, run, run faster! The concept of speeding up the process does not exist here. These seconds have proven to be adversarial, each and every one of them.
I am not a magician. Rather, a father, missing his daughter searching for reminders for 7 days within a home filled with lifeless dolls: clothes waiting to take form, walls waiting for that echo--a raspy little cartoon voice. Floors anticipating to be destroyed by little feet, she is their Monster! There is a reminder in everything, everything lacks her substance.
I walk through the weight of the day contemplating how I am going to one day tell her that daddy is not a magician, just a fraud. And just when I think I have my grand speech perfected I look down at my left wrist: a pink hair tie, a black hair tie, a purple hair tie, a yellow hair tie, a rubber band---each day it’s different; subconsciously I have wrapped one around my wrist. And no matter where I am (and many times at the most unexpected places), at that very poignant moment, with that one reminder I start to think to myself “maybe, just maybe, I am…...”
There is a fake cripple named Mary.
She is scheming to bilk an insurance company.
Three saps live in the flat just below.
Mary's plan is something they don't know.
The three are willing to vouch in her behalf.
How they cook breakfast for her is a laugh.
Each one of these guys is an absolute jerk.
They hang posters for a hypnotist where they work.
Are you wondering what the conclusion will be?
Get the video, and have a look-see.
Based on the 1949 Columbia Pictures short subject "Hokus Pokus" starring the Three Stooges.
Help free me from the crooked
Help my mind bar the corruption
Help the debauched time
Help me from the fraudulent faces
Is every energy spent by shadiness?
Home of the hooked
Home of the fixed and profiteering
Home of the bent hearts
Home of the tainted soul
How many lives are stolen?
You can find it on the high take
Ready to pounce ready to snake
His venom exploits all who notice
Never clean, fouls up the dream
Why has thou pure nature opened up for the fraudulent?
This was always meant to be unethical
Chasing down the good and purified
Ready to lie in the face of all sentenced
It has come down to the hellion versus all
Thank the Lord we were to solid to fall
McAfee Security is guilty of both internet fraud and constant harassment. By the way, their harassment went on since May. Thinking their harassment would terminate, on May 30, 2020. I made a critical mistake.
I allowed them to deduct $49.67 from my Visa debit account. Believe you me it is the least amount they will ever receive from me.
Even after they acknowledged I had paid them, their harassment continued. It was never-ending! I tried clicking them on and then clicking them off. It did not work either. Finally, in an act of desperation, I was forced. To turn off my Google Chrome notifications to end their harassment. They would interrupt my writing and anything else I was attempting to do online. What they were putting me through was an internet crime!
On June 08, 2020, I contacted my local credit union and reported their fraud. I should not have waited that long! One of my personal friends discovered. McAffee had charged my card without performing any of the services they promised to deliver. I am warning people not to have any dealings with them!
I contacted my local credit union's debit card fraud division and talked with Jimmy. Jimmy referred me to the Better Business Bureau. And the BBB referred me to the Federal Trade Commission's complaint department. I recommend contacting the Federal Trade Commission online if you can do so.
I promised the BBB I would Flag them on Facebook and my internet sites. "I will personally take care of them!" I am out for justice! I hung up on the Federal Trade Commission. Instead, I contacted Google and told them all about it. I also contacted an internet friend of mine who just happens to have a lot of followers about McFfee's fraudulent online harassment activities.
Love as always,
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
June 08, 2020
F-raudulent
A-rticle
K-eeps
E-mploying
N-oxious
E-xpression
W-ith
S-cam
Form: Vertical Monocrostic