A Poem of Disgust
To whomever tried to scam me with a phishing email:
May everything you eat taste like it was over salted.
May you always be too uncomfortable to sleep well.
May you hit every red light and pot hole as you drive.
May the weather always mess up your plans.
May your socks always run holes at your big toe.
May your life be full of every minor inconvenience.
To whomever tried to scam me with a phishing email: your mom’s a hoe.