by maren lesley
I am halfway through my
half frozen and exploded
performs with his old jazz.
submitted by Drew
Preserving the fine literature created by the world’s spammers
by maren lesley
I am halfway through my
half frozen and exploded
performs with his old jazz.
submitted by Drew
Posted in Spam Poetry, User Submissions.
– November 22, 2010
by Marta Calderon
The mother rests
underneath the crowd
submitted by Hlynur Páll Pálsson
Posted in Spam Poetry, User Submissions.
– November 18, 2010
by David Morris
finally mind for test without wondering ever but working just here
first did sure change lunch 4 eat happy playing run yay.
working just here live first did sure change lunch 4 eat
taking long every mac watch finally mind for test without wondering
sure change lunch 4 eat happy playing run yay while but
mind for test without wondering ever but working just here live
submitted by Jim Richards
Posted in Spam Poetry, User Submissions.
– November 15, 2010
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When you need someone to hold your hand, I’ll be there.
When you need someone to wipe your tears, guess what?
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William Shakespeare
submitted by Sergio
Posted in Spam Poetry, User Submissions.
– August 15, 2010
by me vashpliak
Two bloodshot eyes
Brief compilation
Maybe it was survival’s test
Verify entered data
submitted by spinningleaves
Posted in Spam Poetry, User Submissions.
– November 30, 2009
by Betsy Siemsen
Her gun came up and pointed steadily.
You can’t accept your condition and attempt a new life.
Attend me carefully; the subject is dense.
Fascinated, he began an eye search for habitations.
He will be as pleased as the Zard.
He had taken death before he would deal it Jommy Cross frowned.
submitted by NorkNork
Posted in Spam Poetry, User Submissions.
– November 30, 2009
by Cornelia Schader
He called out: Whoever owns this fruit, please listen to me.
The three performers went on to another feat.
Then up another stage and another.
Sleep in the sun, if you are so of a mind.
He raised his hand in a majestic gesture.
The place had the look and feel of being on a planet.
submitted by NorkNork
Posted in Spam Poetry, User Submissions.
– November 30, 2009
by Shelton Tesler
It can’t be Spotswoode and it can’t be Lindquist.
He recalled the last time he had seen the empress on the stats.
There were quick minds in this room.
I’d rather you put it in the bank now, as a reserve fund.
She could not pass through that barrier.
That meant there should be no difficulty getting home again.
submitted by NorkNork
Posted in Spam Poetry, User Submissions.
– November 30, 2009
by Nilsa Siprasoeuth
Desmei said only, You are here too late.
The Ska also controlled the lands along the top of the Long Dann.
And what manner of slan was it that couldn’t read minds?
I hold it in my hand, then presto and hey-nonny-no!
Sunlight shone over the cliffs and down upon the beach.
He inserted his finger into the loop and pulled.
submitted by NorkNork
Posted in Spam Poetry, User Submissions.
– November 30, 2009
by Russ Wrighton
He was no longer genuinely impressed by the new machines. Ptath, spend this morning with me, listen to what I have to say.
It would be interesting to know the number of names. Other shapes blurred in and out of focus.
At nightfall they pitched camp and dined upon molluscs and crabs. The room was in almost complete darkness.
submitted by NorkNork
Posted in Spam Poetry, User Submissions.
– November 22, 2009