The Scammers

Once existed a highly esteemed union
of Mr and Mrs Hammer, whose disputes are junior.
to the compared contemporaries nurtured with holy communion,
and the marriages of whom in comparison to Hammer’s are senior.

One fateful evening, they heard a sound of bell from the entrance door.
The bathing Mr Hammer said “Honey! Check who is at the door and what he comes for”.
The wife, whose pudenda dwelt in wrapped towel, opened the door to see Mr See-it-all
who in escalated prudery said “I will give you 100, 000 dosh, if only you could make the towel fall”.

The shocked wife, who had pondered it over during a long silence, considered him a fool
by willing to pay such amount of money for nudity streaming of a mere spoof.
She dropped the towel for Mr See-it-all’s eyes to glance the untouchable food.
The paid wife, in the staircase to their room, thought “What a cheap scam without proof!”.

The wife returned to inform her husband that Mr See-it-all only stopped by to say “hello”.
“Hope he had given you, as promised, the dosh of 100, 000 he owed me.”
The dumb scammer realised she had been scammed by the useless fellow
but she resolved to say “No” as there was no evidence to prove the deal.

Before she could say it, SMS notification slayed her unborn utterance.
Her glimpse reckoned “I just gave your wife the money I owed you”.
She realised it was done intentionally as she presented the opened SMS to her husband’s entrance
into the room from the bath room to avoid marital knot-loosed issue.

Bitter tears and showers bathe her unreserved body.
“Scammer turns to victim” is the inexplicable burden
she has to live with for the rest of her marital journey.
So, she slayed her scammer and she was jailed for the killing.

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