Flim-Flam Man
You’re a charlatan
a sham fraud fake imposter
a flim-flam man in a Ford
a peddler in false hope
your lies suspended in snake oil
to make them slide down easier
“Come one! Come all!
I’ve got just what you need”
you shout
hawking your elixir to unsuspecting women
promising results
but never delivering
Take your spiel
and your wares elsewhere
as I have no patience for a shyster
whose life is already promised to another
parading panaceas