Thursday, 7 December 2006

Lyrical spamming


As an appreciation of all the spam email I receive, I've decided to make some of it into a poem.

Why be an average guy any longer
his tinted glasses; and fabulous hostelries. highly stylized fixtures.
Separate yourself from other men
She will love you more than any other guy
skittish wane
Whatever you do, keep this on the lowdown!

Do you want a prosperous future
They’ve sat through New software uploaded by Harry on Nov 19
Not for me, shopping before daybreak, but lines form.
I want to ask when he does finally come down off of this, what can I really expect
This is what I was talking about
The twentieth century, that ache in the world

Nobody likes being told what to do.


That's the end of my poem. I think it's very poignant.

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