Sunday, June 8, 2008

My muse emails me again.

pampas obediences

... them in the least,
began to enter that mighty
that, bill amended. I reckon
you fellers is right, inconceivable
soul, dwelleth there! Dhaumya continued,
'fraid he'll die before the shaman gets here?    

-shape of a wild boar fond of sporting in water-    

Besides, I don't think he's altogether
in sympathy among our Mohawks and Oneidas
when thirteen. Of fellows who come in boats
crack! They get off.





(Note: This was from a Viagra spam I received during the past week. I did edit it somewhat - changing line breaks and altering punctuation here and there. A couple words were excised for streamlining. But, I would guess 85% of this was from the muse, Spamalia.

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