Days after day guys are abused;
they are victims of crime; their abusers gain.
It’s these criminals that gain, while the victims lose.
They feel financial pain—no dough remains.

Oh they have been fleeced; joy is not their role,
because they’ve been had by criminal trolls that grift away.

These trolls are mavens of financial crimes.
They graft away cash, give you the screw.
The grifters practice grifting lines;
they are countin’ on you the wrong thing to do.

Oh they’re out to fleece; joyful are these trolls
when far away they have stashed your bankroll; they grift that way.

They are on a crime spree;
they practice venery so smoothly.
They’re on the hunt for you,
empathy don’t ensue…so ruth*-free.

They’re deploying criminality;
they’re so good at it…been doing it so long…
hope to appeal to venality.
They’ll sing you a song—then money’s gone
Oh they’re out to fleece; joyful are these trolls.
After they’ve played you for as ahole, they grift that way.

When you have been fleeced, buoyed then are these trolls.
Seeking their next victim is the goal, to grift away….