He’ll draw you in
Telling you lies
Saying what you
Want to hear
He’ll try to sell
You a big hoax
Or something
He doesn’t own
All while he
Peddles his
Snake oils
And when he’s
Found out
He’ll blame you
Calling you an
Easy mark
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He comes from afar
To sell you a special jar
Something he swears you need
It’ll taste worse than seaweed
He’ll claim it’ll reverse your age
But take my counsel, you know it's sage
Don’t give him a plumb nickel
Chase him off with a sickle
He’s nothing but a confidence man
And he’ll take you for all that he can
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