Poetic Spam subject lines?

[unapologetic]

Has anyone else been getting spam that has seemingly random subject lines, that somehow seem poetic?

I got two today that really struck a chord: "snagging invidious" and "dreamed pythagorean". They make me want to write a poem to match, especially the second. Inspiration comes in all shapes and sizes, I guess.

 

[Lauren Hynde]

I hardly ever get to see them, because they're usually filtered before getting to me, but I went to check the filter now that you mentioned it, and found

space-enabling time

and

hope insurance

I think they have potential.

 

[Guest]

I've written spam-bot poetry. Kind of fun to make something from kibble. Hang on a sec and I'll find it

 

[Guest]

I've written spam-bot poetry. Kind of fun to make something from kibble. Hang on a sec and I'll find it

it raised quite a stir only poetry board.

"Her Peck of Ganders"

Yielding to levity
or an unworthy mind,
she would have persuaded herself
it was morningsong of the lark
making her forget the vows
she swore too busily.
Now her chief amusement,
twelve great vessels so strong -
though diversions were often interrupted
by Grandmamma's violets

That he must lay the fault
How far he was right
in his conjecture,
and what he ought to think of.
It weighed upon him
his wicked wife,
gave him a mortal blow -.
but not knowing the whole
no tears.
More generous an action
would have merited
holding out against the honest freedom.
He knew how to put on, but..

It is through the vanity
him, that a gentleman
was crying about mamma's pretty letters.
Sad little dunce,
look to your own modest mistress,
upon whose grace you
bestir yourself.
You scarcely knew my letters
but whoever she is,
it is fit, since the shame
has cast you upon her surfeits.

Labouring far more hard than they,
as soon as it was dawn
she arose and dressed herself,
and went away home,
never returning to the palace.

 

[unapologetic]

I hardly ever get to see them

The spam filter at work is basically nonextistent, so I see them all the time. Plus I go through the ones I get on yahoo, 'cause it occasionally marks things as spam that aren't really (like my bnl newsletter!).

 

[unapologetic]

Okay, here it is...

Here's what I wrote (haven't gotten the title yet):

I dreamed Pythagorean geometry:
Lines converging, merging ‘round me,
Marked a, b, and c.
Adjacent, opposite, and hypotenuse,
Around my neck, a kind of noose,
For which there can be only one use.
They slide me off a slanted roof,
My fate: a Euclidean proof.

 

[unapologetic]

Best poetic spam subject line yet

Or cyanide a quintessence

 

[Sapphire_O]

Just stumbled upon this website that I thought might interest you. The writer creates poems using only spam subject lines:

http://www.spam-poetry.com/

 

[sellthecookie]

Here's what I wrote (haven't gotten the title yet):

I dreamed Pythagorean geometry:
Lines converging, merging ‘round me,
Marked a, b, and c.
Adjacent, opposite, and hypotenuse,
Around my neck, a kind of noose,
For which there can be only one use.
They slide me off a slanted roof,
My fate: a Euclidean proof.

lovely

ive never liked math. but angles are fine.

 

[unapologetic]

Just stumbled upon this website that I thought might interest you. The writer creates poems using only spam subject lines:

http://www.spam-poetry.com/

Cool, cool, coolio. Thanks!

 

[unapologetic]

A whole poem - of sorts

With the subject "Eve", I got this spam today:

I bring down a bit of its light
A rabbit carcass in its stiffened fur.
Will sound, then the Lord's face will luminesce
—The place the road ends, that patch of white paint
Pallid waste where no radiant fathomers,
the old men burnish stories of Yaz and the Babe
they sit with their wives all day in the sun,
So, startled, quivering,
Palladio who beckons from the other shore,
Sphinx of questioning substance, or a sort
Life, or only joy, that stands out
Before those virile women!
the foul pole relaxes. She's raged all afternoon
Beneath the snowflakes I notice façades
When I am heard, and what I say is solely
Rise, to the muffled chime of churchbell choir.
Billows the fog, cloaks
Figures of light and dark, these two are walking
Sought to contrive, intending to express

(of course, it also had an ad for Viagra, but that's besides the point)

 

[darkerdreamer]

This is too funny... I have a damn ritual calling up loserstyx and listing off to him the Spambot poetry that floods my bulk folder.

One of the best so far is Pensive Lighthouse...

But the one that takes the cake is (I kid you not) Semiprofessional K. Idleness.

(edit: Those are both sender names, not subject lines.)