869 was the price I would pay,
He said he must have the money up front
to have a computer built by con artist Jay.
to buy all the parts,
869 before he ever starts.
He took my money and I shook his hand,
not knowing at the time what Jay had planned.
After three weeks I finally got him
to open his door,
and for the first time I saw my computer,
just a pile of parts in the middle of his floor.
My temper was boiling, it was about to blow!
I told him I was going to sue,
he said he didn't care,
you think my credit is any good,
Sue me if you dare!
I would like to see this man in jail
but I know that will never be,
So I'll be happy if only the judge
will say,
That the 869 back to me this con artist
must pay!
"Beware" of this con, for to
this day I still have not received
my 869 nor has this man served any
time for his dirty deeds!
Beware of "Con artist Jay"
Who steals your money away!
In this case justice was very blind!
© Harold L. Phillips Oct. 13, 1998
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