spam subjects poem

She will love you more than any other man – just talked to him. The narcotic analgesics are very similar.

Separate yourself from other men. Anthony Hopkins is so familiar.

Are there any precautions and side-effects?

Didn’t understand it; can’t be a lover anymore. These girls are all alone.

What did we do to make it happen?

[Addendum: I apologize for not explaining how these are constructed. I go into my spam folder and read through as many subject lines as I can take (roughly 500-1000), choose the ones I find most intriguing, then use each one as a discrete line of the poem, only adding punctuation and line breaks. Try it for yourself. It’s fun!]

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