The web is a hunting ground like any other,
And has its apex predators,
Unfeeling Cossacks on website steppes,
Master phishermen,
Duplicitous wizards of code,
In command of invisible monsters,
Hordes of bytes and virtual dragons,
Digital chimeras and curses of malware,
Under pixel brush and basement canopy,
Stalkers unaffected by the suns light,
You won’t see them coming,
They covet everything you have,
And still more that you don’t,
Scavenging every gory scrap of finance,
But if you’re in need of a quick buck,
Then they know a Nigerian Prince.

Oh! Kudos, you rocked it!!. That phishing game netting the unsuspecting. Well done, my friend.
Oh yes, you got to be careful these days! Thank you kindly my friend.
The Oldschool Harlequin
Blessings to you, Cheers.