Patterico's Pontifications

11/17/2005

Spam Poetry

Filed under: Humor — Patterico @ 6:33 pm



You know those spam messages you get with the lines of gibberish? I rescued one of them from the spam filter last night because I thought many of the lines were quite poetic. I’ve picked out a few lines and lightly edited, rearranged, and punctuated them so you can see what I mean:

I am going to London.
I shall go down into Suffolk afterwards.
“Well, well, ma’am,” said the bookstore cheerfully
I am not bigoted to my plans.

And looking penitently at his adviser
That is to say, our joint plans for him, I said myself:
“The remembrance of old times, my sweetest Annie” and so forth
It’s not there.

“Beg your pardon, sir. Where does he sleep?
What’s his number? You know what I mean,” said Seals
The entropy’s plans . . .

I intimated that I hoped I should be what she described
as she sat at work as if I were the late Miss Larkins.
I WON’T confine myself to four eight sixteen two and thirty
rather than say anything.
“What I have endured and do endure here is insupportable.”
And but for when Mr. Parker stepped between them
as if by accident
and drew Jordan quickly away . . .

His condition in spite of himself seems to make him so uneasy
that next day he is worse
and next day worse

“But Annie’s letter is plainer still
Annie show me that letter again”
returned her mother — “and perhaps
the most unnatural to the claims.”

Mr. Jamison
“But what I want you to be Lena,” resumed my aunt
“I don’t mean death down there periodically
and I am on my way now to my mothers
my health is suffering severely and that I fear
I may be reduced to the necessity of returning.”
“I have been at the play too,” said I
“At foster sepulchral
What a delightful word entertainment.”

I came out into the rainy street at twelve o’clock at night
and I felt as if I had come from the clouds
as he can look at me out of his two eyes.

“Is he indeed?” said Mr. Youngblood.
“Ain’t you?” said the waiter.
“Young gentlemen is generally tired of beef and mutton.”

I was at liberty to do what I would for three weeks or a month and
no other conditions were imposed

Genius.

10 Responses to “Spam Poetry”

  1. Strangely, that almost makes sense.

    Leigh (3af625)

  2. It appears that “someone” has all together too much free time.

    Not a Yank (ebfc80)

  3. This guy does interesting stuff with spam as well.

    See Dubya (d2a16e)

  4. This guy does interesting stuff with spam as well.

    Assumes facts not in evidence (that the above is interesting).

    It appears that “someone” has all together too much free time.

    You talkin’ about me? You talkin’ about me?

    That post took me maybe 5 minutes to write.

    Patterico (4e4b70)

  5. That almost reads like TS Eliot’s “The Waste Land”.

    Jimmie (515399)

  6. Yeah, those spammers definitely have a proclivity for British poetry. Vaguely noticed that before, but couldn’t put my finger on it.

    biwah (f5ca22)

  7. Just because you rightwing wackos can’t appreciate the deep meaning of this poem doesn’t mean it’s not there. Get a clue, wingnuts!

    M. Croche (ffb240)

  8. LIAR! INTERNET LIAR!

    The real m.croche would never suffer capitalization in his name.

    Angry Clam (fa7fff)

  9. He probably wouldn’t include a link to my site, either, but there you are.

    Xrlq (5ffe06)

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    Website Seals (4f8f8f)


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