"Can you hear me daddy?
Are you there?"

I dialled the number.
Given to me by a false prophet.
His only profit was my loss.

He preached to me,
Loudly and proudly.

"If you give me a decent donation.
He said he'd guarantee my call got straight through to the Heavenly
gate mate."

It didn't work.
He was a ****.

Out to make a fast buck.
For this Christmas daddy,

Called the number he gave me.
This year I'm out of luck.
(C) LIVVI