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Spam Poetry: It Might Be

So Tom was stumped, I didn’t sleep much.
The average mans a coward.

I did, mos sholy, It made me shiver.
But I never said so.

I haint got no money, I didn’t nuther.
Trouble is brewing.

Why, any candle, he says, We are highwaymen.
Yes, a dukes different.

Nor church? Nor church, so I went back.
And went on thinking.

–unknown, but collected from Gail’s spam emails

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