The Con

The Con

A Poem by Bob B

"You want to make money? If that's true,

Have I got a proposition for you!

Sign up for my investment school.

Hesitating would be uncool.

 

"All my instructors will bestow

The best education on you. I know;

I picked them myself. They're tremendous.

My courses without a doubt are stupendous.

 

"What, you don't have money for food?

You won't get far with that attitude.

You can increase--it's not very hard--

The credit limit on your credit card!

 

"In fact, in order for you to buy

More seminars, we'll show you why

Obtaining and using more credit cards will

Build your self-worth. How's that for a thrill?

 

"To satisfy your innermost cravings

For elite courses, don't you have savings?

If courses require too large an amount

Of money, use your retirement account.

 

"For 35,000 dollars, behold:

A seminar-package that shines like gold.

Can't afford it? Come on, don't tarry.

Those words aren't part of my vocabulary.

 

"The bottom line is I will for sure

Make you a wealthy entrepreneur.

This is a pathway to wealth and success.

What we want from you is a "yes."

 

"I guarantee your life will be greater.

You know the drill: buy now, pay later.

All you have to do is sign

Right here on the dotted line."

 

(6-2-16)

© 2016 Bob B


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Added on June 2, 2016
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