The 'Poem A Day' Project - Day 17 Poem by Flying Lemming

I had a message sent to me
From a certain Sandrine Nzi
Telling me a tale of woe
Of things that happened long ago
And asking for my help and trust
To save her from a fate unjust

A tale of lost parents and millions of pounds
That is as ridiculous as it sounds
And all I need to do to get a share
Is to help her transfer it from there
Just give a few details, like my bank account
And I will receive a large amount

Her father on his deathbed told her
The intricacies of a financial folder
And to buy shares in hotels and management
With a foreign investor who’s heaven sent
And outlined a plan just before his death
He must have had one big last breath

So what do I do, what step should I take
Sounds like a decision I should make
I think on the whole it would be unwise
To give any details to that pack of lies
I doubt that there is every any money
For anyone who listens to Sandrine Nzi