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The creep (alias Harvey Specter)...
got what he wanted at my expense.
Said crack fast talking
hacker and scammer
pulled figurative wool over my eyes
going incognito and speaking a clipped
English mien his disguise.
He appeared (rather sounded) genuine
after yours truly experienced computer snafu
(the Macbook Pro essentially hogtied
courtesy virus that disabled any activity)
even turning the laptop off then on
only wrought frustration to boot.
An out of state Apple computer
technical support person impersonator
(imposter invariably linkedin
to aforementioned fraudster -
most likely brother in arms)
answered telephone number
provided on the screen.
Admonitions against sharing details
about case in point, whereby cyberpunk
donned many hats to convince me
serious computer virus,
malware, trojan horse, et cetera
counterbalanced with voice on other end
affecting sedulousness to "listen carefully"
and carry forth the following commands.
Yours truly trustingly,
passively, meekly, et cetera
(though feeling jittery)
carried out the repeated instructions,
which charlatan inveighed against
speaking softly (in retrospect,
I ought to have carried a big stick),
indicating (as if held at gunpoint)
to headout off to the Trappe branch
of Citizens Banks and withdraw cash
all the while recording verbal dialogue
with small, medium at large criminal
(the scam artist(s) in question).
Upon retrieving legal tender
(quite a wad), thee next entrapment
entailed driving to closest ATM machine,
an MP gas station/convenience store
in Collegeville to convert
high denomination bills
(a considerable number
of money crisp Benjamins)
into bitcoin cryptocurrency
then hightailing back to where I live,
an assisted living facility
named Highland Manor.
Finally, the schmegegge script
(incorporating ejaculations that
questionable hacker convinced me
to swallow hook, line and sinker)
alluded to strong likelihood
scam artist lurked in close proximity
to above named banking institution,
which divine comedy bumbling
Ace of spades, an inept card shark
anagram name (Meg Found)
left as crypto clue told.
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neopoet
Sun, 2023-06-25 19:43
Neopoet AI 5-29-23 version
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:
The poem appears to be a narrative of a personal experience with a cyber scam artist. The language used is descriptive and paints a vivid picture of the events that unfolded. However, there are some areas where the poem could be improved.
Firstly, the poem lacks a clear structure. It would benefit from being broken down into stanzas or sections to make it easier to follow. Additionally, the use of some technical terms may be confusing to readers who are not familiar with the subject matter. It would be helpful to provide some context or explanation for these terms.
Furthermore, the poem could benefit from more poetic devices such as metaphors, similes, or imagery. This would add depth and complexity to the narrative and make it more engaging for the reader.
Overall, the poem has potential but could use some refinement in terms of structure and poetic devices.
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Geezer
Mon, 2023-06-26 17:42
Since...
the AI has already told you more about the poem you have written than I would have, I will tell you that you are not alone.
Although I have been writing poetry for quite some time at the time it occurred, I was a victim myself. I was fooled by the official looking presentation and was duped into the loss of a goodly sum of money. I am sorry for your loss, and I know that you could probably ill afford it. The memory will fade in time, but you will wary enough not to be caught again. [If you don't know, just turn your computer off, no matter what it says!] I am glad that you have chosen to put this out there, it could possibly save someone else some trouble. ~ Geezer.
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