Spamzas
This poem is composed entirely out of Subject lines from my spam email. Each line, by line, is painfully unedited.
Dearly Beloved
Living out on the porch: our new all-weather wicker collection
hotplate
bayberries
unimaginable
BENEFIT
hit the deck with our grasshopper chair
Did you authorize Mr. Louis Henrik?
Respond urgently
evocatively
Please I Need A Trustworthy Person... Monday May 05, 2008
foretooth
Please Hear me
Good day to you
Good Day
Dearly Beloved
Living out on the porch: our new all-weather wicker collection
hotplate
bayberries
unimaginable
BENEFIT
hit the deck with our grasshopper chair
Did you authorize Mr. Louis Henrik?
Respond urgently
evocatively
Please I Need A Trustworthy Person... Monday May 05, 2008
foretooth
Please Hear me
Good day to you
Good Day
Comments
This reminded me of one of Erica's assignments at college a while back. She had to take random words provided from somewhere (I can't remember where) and make "sentences" ... with a hysterical result.
She gave me the paper ... here are a few so you can see what I mean:
"An odd cat can beg but a pet bug can run."
"I may wash the robe and trade your pet."
"It's a sick pet that did lift its foot."
And just so you know they're not all about pets:
"We hope this place will put the fudge on the bill."