Big Boobs and Fire

Spam Poetry

I was copying and pasting spam subject headers into Beefy's ICQ window because I like to annoy him. And then I realized it made a poem. Kind of a neo-retro-post-modern-avant-garde thing. Or whatever. I think I'll try a haiku next. I bet this post will be spammed too. Sweet irony, thy name is fucking asshole spam bitches.

To try by outgoings
Of play it fundamental
I clean is cellular possessed
Is open the toehold
Or smoke be foredoomed plowman