I've gambled all my money once,
the feelings keeps tingling me,
every time I throw my self at it
it just takes a hold and flings me off the cliff.
I gambled once, but the taste forever more,
I'm now in it's chain, I just want to break free for just once.
I want freedom, I want sitcoms,
this was my life once before i got myself enslaved.
I use to sing nice melodies, never loosing to who don't know me,
forever I had strong bond in wisdom
my forever soon became limited and now I'm living wretched.
Ohh! please free me, whoever can, I plead
just don't leave me to whatever can consume me.
I want this life no more, it's devouring
I want this this path no more, it's misleading, causes me pain and have me bleeding.
I lose to you enough, my life confession,
gambling is not a profession, not even for who want to attain height of professor's.
it's a shame and a transgression
it's not a game, only a killer by passion.
Categories:
swindler, addiction,
Form: Rhyme
The so called Tinder Swindler is a Coward
He is a Joke
One Netflix documentary and the pathetic little man
Vanished in a puff of smoke
An imaginative guy whose games are over now
Plastic surgery may transform that face
But the evil that resides in those eyes and soul can never be replaced!
Categories:
swindler, evil, internet, sin,
Form: Rhyme
A swindler who frequents Toledo
has Fools Are Born To Be Canned as his credo
Scamming the mob by mistake
he made a hasty break
He now fences had soap in Escondido
2/7/22
Categories:
swindler, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Full scale sleep.
Where is it?
What is it?
Can you buy it at a grocery?
Oh, wow, magic Matt.
You are selling it!
Today, but only to the first customer!
And this one is a worry-free pill?
It does sound wonderful. Will these two pills
together give me a worry-free good night’s full scale sleep?
Will you take a check and
promise to not try and
cash it until tomorrow?
Sure.
The full amount.
Right here.
Right now.
Sign.Sign.Sign.
Categories:
swindler, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Light Verse
Oh cheaters near and far,
stop being what you are!
Our love should not be tested
because it’s well invested.
You expect us to believe,
but your actions do deceive.
Your mistakes are justified
hoping we’ll be pacified
Now mix it with some science,
resisting our defiance.
We measure with precision
while pending our decision.
Our love you like to squander
departing we do ponder.
Oh cheaters near and far,
stop being what you are...
Categories:
swindler, girlfriend-boyfriend, musiclove,
Form: Rhyme