By Bud Lemire
I've been held on a leash, they just pulled me along
I thought it was love, but I knew that couldn't be
Each one of those forty Sarahs, wanted money from me
Oh yes, I carried on and I was a fool, and I gave in
As time went on I resisted, but I still couldn't win
I guess I was dreaming, of a future to come
What I proved to myself was, I was so dumb
Those women out there, just wanted my money
For that price, it was easy for them to be my honey
The funny videos with the southern accent, that I always see
Were just there to lure me in, and take my money from me
Don't be scammed like I was, try to be wise
It's not love they want, behind all those lies
They want to drain, your bank account dry
Once they do that, it will be their turn to fly
If there's forty Sarah Hayes messaging you, with the same face
They aren't from alternate worlds, something's out of place
Hold onto your money, and don't you let go
This is a warning, something that you should know
©July 11, 2025 Bud Lemire
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