Poetry in Spam

TB — 10/8/2007 2:58:20 PM (archived)

From some message trying to sell me software:

Dreaming time has reversed, I watch drowned snow
Suddenly, in a savage, dreadful bend,
A salamander scuttles across the quiet Will sound,
then the Lord's face will luminesce
Are gliding toward me on the ice into XIX Jones Sound and Beaufort Sea
and turn it into something cartoon-funny

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Poetry in Spam - TB - 10/8/2007 2:58:20 PM
- Part of the slice and splice came from: - podrock - 10/8/2007 7:57:00 PM
  - re: slice and splice - TB - 10/8/2007 9:37:07 PM
    - And along the same lines... - TB - 10/8/2007 9:39:06 PM
      - What is this stuff, anyway? - ER - 10/9/2007 2:00:35 AM
        
        How does the poet feel ... - podrock - 10/9/2007 4:18:00 AM
        
        re: How does the poet feel ... - ER - 10/9/2007 11:01:57 AM
        
        When we toss our words into the water, - podrock - 10/10/2007 4:55:43 AM
        
        Not sure. - TB - 10/9/2007 2:07:50 AM
- Ai yi yi! (n/t) - Eri - 10/8/2007 5:53:32 PM
- "...drowned snow..." - ER - 10/8/2007 3:48:06 PM

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