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Dear Scammers
(A Commentary Piece By Walter’s Alter Ego)
OK, I’ll take it down a notch on this one Wally
Dear Scammers,
You fucking irritating twat wads
The world is annoyed with all you low life frauds
You call us everyday on the phone trying a new scam
With your supposed savings plans and programs
And for the times you were successful and got a victim
I hope someone shoves a prickly cactus up your rectum
How do you sleep at night you fucking soulless cunts?
I wish I could pack a gun and then go on many manhunts
How the fuck do you trick litte old ladies on the phone?
Rob them of their savings and other things they own
But since you have no shame you surely have no class
How about I come over there and just stomp your ass
You motherless fucks have no conscience or morals
I’d love to meet you so we can work out all our quarrels
I’ll bust a cap on kneecaps and smacks harder than Will slaps
‘Cause this pacifist will use his fist to shut your fucking traps
And when you’re on the floor bleeding and pleading
I reckon you’ll be a needing an additional beating
You almost tricked my mom into going to the bank
Guess what fucker, now you know who to thank
I’ll treat you to a delicious knuckle sandwich for lunch
And to wash it all down, I’ll serve a cold Hawaiian punch
Don’t like them, no worries, my fat ass is not on a diet
But I’m gonna revel in the pounding it’s going to be a riot
So now when you call me with another tactic or trick
I tell to you to go fuck your mom and suck your daddy’s dick
Know that I mean it with all the rudeness and disrespect
But when you’re a low life scammer what else do you expect?
So, go fuck yourself and your buddies there at the call center
Fuck your fake job your fake name your fake windows defender
Hope the cops catch you before I give a beating that’s legendary
But for now, I just wish this dis gives you disastrous dysentery
Bitch-ass bitch
Wally, back to you
OK, I’ll take it down a notch on this one Wally
Dear Scammers,
You fucking irritating twat wads
The world is annoyed with all you low life frauds
You call us everyday on the phone trying a new scam
With your supposed savings plans and programs
And for the times you were successful and got a victim
I hope someone shoves a prickly cactus up your rectum
How do you sleep at night you fucking soulless cunts?
I wish I could pack a gun and then go on many manhunts
How the fuck do you trick litte old ladies on the phone?
Rob them of their savings and other things they own
But since you have no shame you surely have no class
How about I come over there and just stomp your ass
You motherless fucks have no conscience or morals
I’d love to meet you so we can work out all our quarrels
I’ll bust a cap on kneecaps and smacks harder than Will slaps
‘Cause this pacifist will use his fist to shut your fucking traps
And when you’re on the floor bleeding and pleading
I reckon you’ll be a needing an additional beating
You almost tricked my mom into going to the bank
Guess what fucker, now you know who to thank
I’ll treat you to a delicious knuckle sandwich for lunch
And to wash it all down, I’ll serve a cold Hawaiian punch
Don’t like them, no worries, my fat ass is not on a diet
But I’m gonna revel in the pounding it’s going to be a riot
So now when you call me with another tactic or trick
I tell to you to go fuck your mom and suck your daddy’s dick
Know that I mean it with all the rudeness and disrespect
But when you’re a low life scammer what else do you expect?
So, go fuck yourself and your buddies there at the call center
Fuck your fake job your fake name your fake windows defender
Hope the cops catch you before I give a beating that’s legendary
But for now, I just wish this dis gives you disastrous dysentery
Bitch-ass bitch
Wally, back to you
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