Revised sonnet #1243
You shouldnt biff good money after bad
You didnt smell at first that something stank
I said as much that hes a clever cad
The legal fees enough to break your bank
The boiler room an office dark and dank
You backed the fund of his upcoming fad
You packed the multistorey urban pad
You winced the while your solid balance sank
Youve let emotions cloud your state of mind
Youre standing stockstill on your own two feet
Youll wonder how the latest stars aligned
I know that karma will accost your cheat
I fear the fall out from your maudlin mum
Time testy like this well act deftly dumb
Chorus mum ma mom