Lets write a Limerick, one line at a time.

[GrannyMac]

The lady phoned asked  'Is that Frank ?
 Thousands taken from your bank
Give me your details. I'll make it right
Will all be returned tomorrow night.'
He'd heard of scams, poor Frank's heart sank.

Frank hung the phone up double quick
His mouth was dry, he felt quite sick

[Mups]

The lady phoned asked  'Is that Frank ?
Thousands taken from your bank
Give me your details. I'll make it right
Will all be returned tomorrow night.'
But this didn't feel right - was it a prank?


So Frank got rid of that nuisance call
He'd heard it before, so she'd hit a brick wall
The crafty gits still try it on
And so they will, till our money is gone
So never, ever play ball.

[Mups]

Edith had entered the Pancake Race
She thought she could go at a fair old pace