Scottish Tea Scam Exposed for £550,000 Deceit
A scammer was found guilty, it's true, Tricked hotels and tea growers, with tea not made in Scotland, that's what he did to you.
In Scotland's land of lochs and hills so fair,
A scammer spun a tale beyond compare,
Thomas Robinson, a name so sly,
Sold fake tea, with a twinkle in his eye.
A scammer spun a tale beyond compare,
Thomas Robinson, a name so sly,
Sold fake tea, with a twinkle in his eye.
He traded as "The Wee Tea Plantation" with flair,
Claiming his teas were grown with love and care,
In Perthshire's fields, where the heather blooms bright,
But in truth, they came from abroad, a deceitful sight.
Claiming his teas were grown with love and care,
In Perthshire's fields, where the heather blooms bright,
But in truth, they came from abroad, a deceitful sight.
He sold to hotels grand, like the Balmoral's door,
And the Dorchester, where the Queen's tea is poured,
He boasted of his "special biodegradable" claim,
A black bin liner, that brought him fame.
And the Dorchester, where the Queen's tea is poured,
He boasted of his "special biodegradable" claim,
A black bin liner, that brought him fame.
He lied of his wealth, and his science degree too,
A bomb disposal expert, with a tale or two,
He spun a web of lies, with a smile so wide,
But the truth would soon unravel, and his scam would subside.
A bomb disposal expert, with a tale or two,
He spun a web of lies, with a smile so wide,
But the truth would soon unravel, and his scam would subside.
He conned tea growers, with a promise so grand,
22,000 plants, at £12.50 each in hand,
But they died or failed, with a yield so small,
A hundred grams, after seven years' hard fall.
22,000 plants, at £12.50 each in hand,
But they died or failed, with a yield so small,
A hundred grams, after seven years' hard fall.
The scam unraveled, with a food crime unit's might,
And a retired inspector, leading the fight,
Robinson denied, with a claim of a flood so bold,
But the jurors saw through, his tale so cold.
And a retired inspector, leading the fight,
Robinson denied, with a claim of a flood so bold,
But the jurors saw through, his tale so cold.
In the end, he was found guilty, with a verdict so clear,
Six hours of deliberation, brought him to fear,
A sentence awaits, and proceedings to come,
For the £553,000, he stole, with a scam so numb.
Six hours of deliberation, brought him to fear,
A sentence awaits, and proceedings to come,
For the £553,000, he stole, with a scam so numb.