Poem: Spamalot.
spamalot
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i hate bloody spam
why do they keep sending it.
it is nice of them to worry
in case i have erectile dysfunction
and to make me kind offers
to send me their on-line viagra
and then find me a foreign wife,
but I truly wish they would stick
their mountain of unwanted spam
back up their own spammy arses.
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