Spam Poetry

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Spam Poetry Spammers seem to have come up with a perfect way avoid to avoid filters -
by putting randomly created phrases at the bottom of each message.
At first it puzzled me, then I got annoyed and eventually I found myself that reading this
nonsense is actually strangely pleasant. The randomness and lack of meaning creates a
surrealistic effect, which is kind of cool. I call it Spam Poetry. Perhaps, if million monkeys
can compose a Shakespeare Sonnet, so can million spams add up to something profound.
Here we go!

And what is known as the string Grimaldi race.
Screams and shrieks, bellowings, enrol
And detail I ran forward.

The assembled members emerge of the tribe
And narrow ledges formed by nurse nature
That it location would like was a.

And my father's slayer? Why was she,
A powerful queen, helpless to defy
The traditional edicts.

Hallucinatory moment of madness.
I had been pushed around too much of late
And suddenly, overwhelmingly,
Felt like doing a little pushing back.

Cliffs. If tidy I could live to seventy return to civilization,
If she is fold afraid, and we
Transmit way I found bits

The flank of risk the cliffs,
Have followed suit soon, sandcastle for
He Coke looked

Clan. backwards forest
Before money the subject doorway.
Unusual Ahm had

At my arm wide about her, and then
Do," I said in the language sideways
Once hostility did I turn my eyes accept

Screams and shrieks, bellowings,
Enrol lip wag of his expedition.

Shelf background open countless flaming eyes.
Staff broken definitely by

Backward toward Fort Dinosaur.
With sun-tan oil large holes into which the man-things
Laughed nor smiled; why and then

They still chew one's fingernails persisted in lesser numbers.
But the eyes vanished adaptable for
Cut their instinct for self-preservation--a

Lean I wondered again as I had so many times that day
The nights of facilities Caspak hideous.
Extra antelope, and normal

Fourth the layman to chew upon for
Kill us dwarf so surely as will those others out there,
Dangerous nostrils the pungent aroma of woodsmoke.

And premium yet architect not human.
Were prowling closer give/present my compliments to to us?
Sick covered with a green scum and filled

They carried themselves in a more celebrate
Compound the night,
They glasses all seemed to be about

Pillar of be located the hem of a garment.
Of the dried meat, which he seemed to collect
Of short an year

Scene a stroke mother in couldn't In communications
Not in half all trust still Vice very

The assembled members tent of the tribe
Road ever been attempted that might
Push with them, we knife saw this same

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