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Thursday, October 21, 2010

Spam Poetry #3

During the temple of gold. Show his mother and justice yet this. When things from whom were forced them. Though we shall be thought. Especially those in words of everything that

Then the assembly of syracuse. Besides this matter of glory. Rather than the most sacred things Hannibal to take care and third time. Pericles himself down their own security that. While they marched out among these matters. Said in like the river side. Others think fit for either the philosopher.


In case you didn't know, I get a lot of junk mail. I generally browse the titles to see if there is anything from a friend that went into the wrong email box. I open the most recent junk email just to remind myself that I've checked everything up to that point. So when I open the emails, there is usually something like this: "Click here to enlarge your..." or "I made $400 in one hour from my home! Click now!" followed by a large space and a paragraph like those above. It reminds me of poetry, poorly written in another language and translated with an online translator. But I like to think its actually a secret spy message related to government security. How brilliant to hide the code in a place you KNOW nobody ever looks.

Each time I make a spam poetry post, I think, ok don't bore your 2 (count'em, two!) readers to death with these posts. But then I get another one in the junk box, and it just intrigues me... for no apparent reason. Kinda like when you're flipping through the channels and you stop on the Weather Channel. I once watched TWC for hours on end. I don't know why, it just happened to be a channel that needed watching on that particular day.

Anyway, here's a desperate plea for interaction: Feel free to leave me a comment with YOUR version of spam poetry! Seasoned poets can welcome the challenge of dropping their poetry IQ levels, while people who have no practice in poetry can feel comfortable that nothing they've written is as poorly written as what lands in my junk mailbox!

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