Credit Card fraud and romance

Someone at GoDaddy called

they never expected me to pick up

I used my husky voice

it’s supposed to charm the ladies

but I know I sound like a pedophile

anyway, she was abrupt, and had an accent

she asked for my credit card details

a neo-capitalistic romance for the ages

the only heartbreak- my depleted bank balance

and hurt pride.

But there is solace still,

a Nigerian prince yearns

to make me rich, while lurking

in Spam. I swear someday

I will get a life

And malware protection.

I see you want to marry me?

I “totally” believe you.

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