spam poetry: usual lovers quarel

Three weeks in a row we’re treated to the nonsensical narratives needing no introduction. Oh, spam writers, where do you generate these gems from? Do you dream in dictionary or does some algorithm make the arbitrary seem this extraordinary? Whatever it is, it’s pretty fun to find hiding at the bottom of an email like a curious bit of sea glass on a littered shore of garbage… enjoy:

guilty marks dirty lame myself settling departing figure ribboned infant indistinguishable relay placed rough vittles navigation untangled starved packet presided century scan offer luminescence jolt confused agreed boulder darkness ask slapped hurt shifted many dew shifted hogback palms lettuce slik stocking pet engendered wrong wheezy do changed reported smoking cutoff dew adopted orphan growing bone teach cannons then kindling immeasurable automobiles tumbler studied lightly beggar lazy cistern stalled crashed hunting rude grave dark inconvenience path underestimate removed spoon absolutely pistols dangerous plucked naked ustaches buckles bankers through stories first scent lugged silly suggesting poured catch looked outa inborn scans spindly keening echoing dresses brood contracted boled stories match somewhat shaker your grave bird hollering boat envelope palms parlor try wrapped usual lovers quarel


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