Friday, November 17, 2006

Something Beautiful In Spam

But youi lie awake and try.
Not to think of youbut who. Tell sweet disguise Although making.
Fleetwood mac Lies turn page then rearrange.
Alonequot moving ns Iepc. Yoursquore here magic appear of taste fear Irsquom afraid!
Ff everything just find is have.
Standing there often wonder of thinking or hope its.
Weak strong heres a where belong perfect wont around. Its therell come day!
Priest rsaquo Touch Evil.
Those crazy used miles between wouldnt am memories Joan.
Gir Judas Priest is rsaquo Touch Evil mesmerise slowly Till. Rededar en tu in espalda tienes.
Eyes of Ecstasy controls serves right in Without warning.
Those a crazy used. Rededar en tu in espalda tienes.
Woman listen shines more than any bagguette. Singin another dime of jukebox am dance smiled a asked his in name.
Girl When everyday am say a mm youre passing am on way.
Wed together trijet didnt? Arms neglected aware rare moment despair is.
Coils queen therefore treat royal.
Had in chance dark or angel sin Preying from within.
Plant seeds soil bending a bed a coils in queen.
Not to think of youbut who.
Saw is mourning love for youand a touched handi knew.
Knees arrodilla is estas feliz fine next black un.
Taste or fear Irsquom afraid am.
Knees arrodilla is estas feliz fine next black un.
Impress cars wealth will drive in herself.

~Taken from a spam email message, trying to get me to buy stocks and shares in some erroneous company. The spam-bots who compile the email trawl the internet in search of phrases that will, hopefully, by-pass any junk-filters being used. This one failed, but what poetry it contains! It appears I'm not the only one to find the beauty in this random assemblage of words.~

2 Comments:

Blogger Amy said...

hmm I've never thought of it like that!

Sunday, 19 November, 2006  
Blogger Mimi said...

That is rather profound- almost like T.S. Eliot for the twenty first century!

Sunday, 19 November, 2006  

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An avid tea-drinker who likes Nutmeg in her coffee and warm lavender-scented quilts. She knits, crochets and partakes in random acts of craftiness (and kindness). She can often be found outside, in the garden with her faithful doggy companion, and a cup of tea. Reading is a pasttime that she enjoys muchly, so too is moving furniture around. She writes haiku about nettles, would like to swim with seals and become completely self-sufficient.

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