Saturday, April 11, 2015

Spam poetry - 2

Stabshank is sort of full
so a few of these guys
will be put into temporary holding cells.

The injured rioters are carted off to the infirmary
and then I await your next batch of prisoners.
I create a morgue too - I should.

Despite their detailed biographies
Cadwader started rioting
due to a food shortage
and Pritchard escaped
because I foolishly
opened his cell door.

It dawns on me that everything
that's happened so far
has been a consequence of the environment
not the prisoners.

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Poem nr.1: remix from the comment spam on my weblog.
Poem nr.2: remix from may spam mail.
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