spam poetry: baby

It’s a new year and there’s a new kind of spam starting to make its way into the nets. This first one to showcase is not really much in the way of poetry as much as it was so astutely humorous that I could not justify not including it. It appeared in the blog’s spam filter among a number of other one-liners that would easily challenge any of my own personal quips

Baby: A loud noise at one end and no sense of responsibility at the other….


About thedoormouse

I am I. That’s all that i am. my little mousehole in cyberspace of fiction, recipes, sacrasm, op-ed on music, sports, and other notations both grand and tiny:
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