Sunday, December 14, 2008

spam poetry, part 2

Some cryptic poetry from the content of a few of the aforementioned spam emails

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In a trice without warning the face of nature 
grew sullen Black angry mouths, the clouds 
swallowed up the sun The air was dense with
suppressed excitement The wind howled 
through the long corridors and sobbed and
whispered in the secret recesses

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stem-browed wheel-turning air filter
up-to-datishness frost-bound life buoy
whelk-shaped long-exerted hypermesis 
gravidarum breaking strength store sign 
saber-shaped wing-tip flare quarter-foot 
waste-dwelling quasi-pressed psuedo-urate 
four-coupled Half-shakesperean try plane 

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