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We’ve got news from Abu Dhabi
That Aunt Gabby’s stranded there—
A frenetic, frantic email—
Pleading please to pay her fare.
This story had its origin
In Aunt Gabby’s heart’s desire
To take her place in cyberspace
Seeing now she was retired.
We’ll not forget that fateful day—
It was Christmas Eve last year—
She hooked up to the World Wide Web,
Struck up friendships far and near.
She made friends in Nairobi,
Greenland, China and Tibet—
Gasbagged on every continent
As she surfed the internet.
She blogged about herself on line,
‘Tweeted’ everyone she knew;
Her inbox was a busy place
As her contacts grew and grew.
There developed an attachment
With some guy from overseas
Who charmed her with his eloquence,
Won her over by degrees.
She swallowed all his glitzy words
Was bedazzled by his charm
Dismissed us all as ignorant
When we sounded an alarm.
He soon proposed they rendezvous
At an overseas resort;
Said she should pay by credit card—
No suspicion of a rort!
The rest is obvious I guess—
No admirer did she see,
Her credit card was emptied out,
The resort was fallacy.
The email world is wonderful
But you must vet the senders
Because it’s so invisible
It’s a playground for pretenders.
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