It's a registered mail few days ago,
Oh! What a surprise?
A Philanthropist Tycoon has mentioned my name in his last will.
The poor scribbler struggles much and I leave my Manor by the riverside for him
I have no idea to give some money as his rusty wallet seems to be allergy for currency notes,
He could write more poems facing the river and I wish him best of luck for his future endeavors.
I took the letter and showed it to my next door widowed attorney,
She said; ' Please do not keep much hopes as this could be a racket, anyway you have a bright future that I noticed.'
And she squeezed my fingers secretly.
Must likely it a Nigerian woman, trying to scam you for some money, what can I told you? They are the best at that, I have been through that, many, many times...you got my vote, just watch out, my friend....RDV.
What an interesting story. Very provocative. Kind wishes, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It would seem that you are the victim of yet another scam. I love the way you share your story with your tongue firmly placed in your cheek. Your sense of humor is pervasive and gives your message much weight. A fascinating tale. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥