More lovely spam poetry
I'm sure you've all received a spam that uses random phrases in the body copy to fool filters.
Perhaps, you've seen this one as well. However what baffles me is that there is no purpose to this email. Maybe the sender just wants to see if they get a bounce back. Anyway, there are no attachments and no plugs for some crappy penny stocks. No, this one is kind of nice.
From: "Kristi Foreman" <skjkqkcfqolr@blc.com.br>
To: <xxxxx@xxxxx.com>
Sent: Friday, November 10, 2006 1:58 PM
Subject: My hands,
Hello!
I'm sure I'm knocking on death's door
I felt it on my ear.
There was mischief in their eyes. When I got on the school bus,
They said, "Today's St. Patrick's Day
that I would like to make.
and we've locked the school's front door.
I felt it on my ear.
and all the lockers white.
When I got on the school bus,
He just can't wait to read my books-
I didn't shut the light.
There was mischief in their eyes. And then I got a second pinch.
and there won't be no more tests.
There was mischief in their eyes. I don't like doing homework.
If I don't get it off my chest
reached out and pinched my knee.
I had asthma and was wheezing.
Glory, glory hallelujah!
Rocky Mountain spotted fever,
and cinnamon raisin bread.
We have broken all the blackboards
All the words come from sample poems on poetryteachers.com.
Maybe this is the new poetry. We can try to sample, filter and loop lines, couplets, hell, maybe even whole quatrains or sonnets even.
The only true hands appear in the mammalian order of primates
Creates fiction schools and schoolchildren properly portrayed
Just remember: Deaths Door is subject to change without notice
When a room is dedicated to many lockers
Okay, so it fails as poetry, but I'm doing this without technical support. My poetry needs technical support!