The Poetry of Spam
Because I use the wonderful SpamSieve on my Mac I rarely see any of the few hundred spam messages I get every day. They just go straight to the Spam folder waiting to be deleted, unloved and unread.
One slipped through today with a Subject line that was ambiguous enough that I opened it. Along with my "discount fharmacy" offer, I got this lovely little bit of stream-of-conciousness poetry:
Keep in touch, I said into my pinkie. Regular reports and sing out
if you see anything-anything at all.
Just as you say, boss.
I'm not sure but I think this Japanese Yahoo! Group is collecting these things. Some are quite amazing. They must come from somewhere but they are bizarre enough to be generated by a clever script. Interesting.
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