Spam of the Day

Previously I have posted random words that have a poetic bent but today I got a genuine poem:

Love at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could bear;
And once that seemed too much;
I lived on air

That crossed me from sweet things,
The flow of - was it musk
From hidden grapevine springs
Down hill at dusk?

I had the swirl and ache
From sprays of honeysuckle
That when they re gathered shake
Dew on the knuckle.

I craved strong sweets, but those
Seemed strong when I was young;
The petal of the rose
It was that stung.

Now no joy but lacks salt
That is not dashed with pain
And weariness and fault;
I crave the stain

Of tears, the aftermark
Of almost too much love,
The sweet of bitter bark
And burning clove.

When stiff and sore and scarred
I take away my hand
From leaning on it hard
In grass and sand

The hurt is not enough:
I long for weight and strength
To feel the earth as rough
To all my length.


THEN they had to go and ruin it all by attaching a Trojan virus. What ever happened to romance??

Honourable mention goes to these guys who are clearly covering all their bases with similar - but DIFFERENT - subject lines:
"Eradicate all that you are indebted for with out mailing an other dollar"
"Abolish all that you are indebted for not even mailing an other dollar"
and, that old chestnut,
"Do away with everything you are indebted for with out sending an other cent."