Thursday, October 27, 2011

Even SPAM Can Become A Poem

 

I didn't realize you were so close
I'm not looking for romance
I'm looking for a midnight booty call
I need a man shoulder to lean on

I'm not looking for romance
But I am looking at your pictures
I want your man shoulder
Will you rub shoulders with me?

I'm looking at your pictures
I like sport, music, and Internet
Will you rub your shoulder against mine?
I'm blond with blue eyes.

I like sport, music, and making Internet movies
will you be a wonderful friend to me?
You'll like me, I'm blond with blue eyes.
Let's get straight to the point tho

will you be a wonderful friend to me?
I have some new pics, check them out
But let's get straight to the point
I wanna meet for a quick eyeball near my place

I have some new pics come check them out
Please I'm ready, call me, I'm Anna
Let's meet for a quickie near my place
You can get a hold of me

Please, you can call me, I'm Anna
I am here all weekend
You can hold me
Are you up for it?

I am here, alone, all weekend
I'm looking for a midnight booty call
Are you ready for it? I have a Polaroid.
I didn't realize you were so close


 
 

Poetry can be found everywhere. This pantoum was constructed from emails I found in my hotmail spam folder.

2 comments:

  1. nice. haha. so you compiled all the spam you received?

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  2. No, I only complied about five pieces of spam to create the above pantoum.

    ReplyDelete