Your promise was a picture book
Of all the losers that we took
Left without a second look
Relieved of all their gold
Then you left along with my share
I couldn’t find you anywhere
You’d taken the time to prepare
To scam me too!
I guess this is my lesson learned
Just rewards were what I earned
The gift of irony returned
Karma’s kicked me in the butt!
Submitted to Ovi Poetry Challenge 48