16 February 2008

Poetic Spam (or) A Mini-Post

Some of you will know that I enjoy getting spam that consists of strings of words. They resemble poetry in their own right, and were entertaining long before this existed. I got a nice one this morning, so here's part of it.

tipping is not necessary in this kind-of-like-this.
His blue suit and straw hat, please
For the failure of her ball, but lamented the it,
for she winds one round her finger as softly.

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