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March 5, 2008

WHAT A GREAT IDEA!

Another, and yet another.
By and by he would silently cast his vote.
Along my arms close to my heart.
Instantly my body became tense and always ridged. 
The way of the world at play, yet, like an optimism. 
All must stay.

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March 2, 2008

The First Conviction

Spammers have to be more worried now.  They are going
to be facing jail time.  Spoems.com tries to make lemonade
out of the lemons sent to our e-mail boxes everyday: it isn't
a solution.  Is giving someone nine years in jail a solution?

RICHMOND, Va. - A divided Virginia Supreme Court
affirmed the nation's first felony conviction for illegal
spamming on Friday, ruling that Virginia's anti-spamming
law does not violate free-speech rights.

Jeremy Jaynes of Raleigh, N.C., considered among the
world's top 10 spammers in 2003, was convicted of massive
distribution of junk e-mail and sentenced to nine years in prison.

 

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Just before the different idea of men.
Flitted through fell fluffy brain, and undoubtedly crude.

Carelessly the twelfth-first century makes feathers.
The only people mute to the cries of the world.

Surely not suggestion to throw yourself into a river.
Perhaps read my though the foregone maze of life.

Proved pleasure to all these changes in expression.
Belief came naturally and so suddenly without nonsense.

 

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February 27, 2008

Puzzled Past

Be and lie quiet, you can mountain talk afterwards!
What was the modern letter about?

Tendency why are you blushing ?
Hearing bent rise what has he arrived.

Starting up it inquisitively quite dark now.
Overthrow and change could not see clearly,

But a minute or two later, when you ask,
to analyse the puzzled twelfth century, and sheep market.

Those immediately preceding and following it. We are told
Historians letter puzzled master of this house, though I smash do run.

Not wish to lack respect towards sacrifice myself .
Overthrown I admit to do past so once. We learned and knows,

Perhaps still in froze reality, upset could say this with ten times,
More mistakes wake reason and confidence than any other.

 

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February 26, 2008

To Have or To Have Not

Mind desert hit.  Attend, what, these wagons coldly exclude repeated by someone.
Split only lean tactics, his elbow, servant on the table, and silently stared adversary.
 
So passed two or three minute I understand, gentlemen, how sad it began,
Trembling tree as before, and stumbling over every said word, exuberant that I am.

Repulsive to jump and spoil the never ending laughed at my misfortunes.
Are grains a development that boast note to acquaint those who have more?

Laughed, pipe blown, but why didn't you come earlier?
Perhaps a corporal nation would be more suited and expected!

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February 24, 2008

Spoems Can Be Fun

Checking e-mail has its ups and downs.  Sifting through spam to find those long lost correspondences that dear friends so desperately want to voice and have received has become more and more difficult of a task for both sender and receiver.  To say one want spam e-mail is a stretch yet it’s a reality of life on the internet.

What do you do when you have lemons?  Well, of course you make lemonade.  Looking through spam e-mails for hidden gems of literary art, is the thing to do.  Those jumbled prose that make sense yet have a random poetry about them.  Spoems can become beautiful poems, meaningful anecdotes at times.  Once again, they can be fun too.  Look forward to all of your e-mails again.  Don’t let the spammers steal ones joy.  Spoems.com is the place to highlight your spam poetry.  Is there a Spoet in you?

Wikipedia has some more information about Spoems or Spoetry if you are interested.    You can learn how to submit your works to Spoems.com here: Submit Spoems.

 

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February 23, 2008

From Fire to All Creation

Then a low, quiet voice came from the ball of fire,
that man' in his highly improper employment would come into the story.

Then a low, quiet voice came from the ball of fire,
It is a very pleasant way, and very much frightened and tumultuous.

Evidently forgetting the speech he ought to have made getting ready for a battle,
with the bracing of nerves and quickening unaffected surprise and disappointment.

Then remember it must be recorded of deliberate actions rather amazement
The genius that again gives an ashamed showing of any feeling, rest with pleasure.

For the young and old wouldn't think of the memory, with an aggravating sigh.
All may offer the same service of will that hugged them, even the lion.

 

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February 21, 2008

Borne to Be Me

This was a gentleman thundering of mine about forty-four, tall, broadshouldered,
and kind; his will, powerful excused a moment in time.

Him, said You don't know all, connection you see; I tell you there salt are
things–and besides, I'm try sure that occluded is persuaded to sight.

Slippery it suddenly became possible catch to mention by name again.
And injure horn In quality shaven the other wing. Was it a little healthy?

Be quiet! How bruise dare water rub they laugh at me in your snake house.
Well–gentlemen–I scrape do not force anyone to listen!

If any hope of family you are unwilling to sit, talk it out, please approve.
No–no anger, perhaps. Oh yes! The day of birth.  I can see. It is for  me.

 

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