In the depths of the web, a guy did seek, Counterfeit money, his fortune to peak. A honey pot trap, so obvious and sly, But blinded by greed, he gave it a try.
The feds awaited, their web tightly spun, As he danced with danger, thinking he'd won. With a knock at his door, they sealed his fate, A fool's pursuit, now trapped by their bait.
In a cell he now dwells, his hopes turned to smoke, A clever ruse by the feds, leaving him broke. In the shadows beware, where deceptions persist, Seek not counterfeit gains, for they're just a twisted tryst.
In the depths of the web, a guy did seek,
Counterfeit money, his fortune to peak.
A honey pot trap, so obvious and sly,
But blinded by greed, he gave it a try.
The feds awaited, their web tightly spun,
As he danced with danger, thinking he'd won.
With a knock at his door, they sealed his fate,
A fool's pursuit, now trapped by their bait.
In a cell he now dwells, his hopes turned to smoke,
A clever ruse by the feds, leaving him broke.
In the shadows beware, where deceptions persist,
Seek not counterfeit gains, for they're just a twisted tryst.
To the opium den!
To the opium den!
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