Spam Poet
Wednesday, October 19th, 2005Just digging through my spam karma to see what people are trying to sell on my blog.
Came across something kind of poetic and eerie.
This water-prison sous
in the preciseness part
mitrailleuse-like and easy
and
in
some of the statelier scenes - exquisitely humorous.
There could faste no slower good
he biassed to the god who slurred deservd upon him
than this that he
and Rose-marie shared now with the wise and simple world
the mischief of the utterless
lambs-wool thoroughfare-streets.
car loans
I cleaned up the formatting but the wording is the same. Nice isn’t it?