The Spam Poetry Project
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NOTE: Some spammers have chosen to plagiarize instead of allowing for the usual free-form poetry to flow. This is an excerpt from Stephen King’s “Misery”. The point of such an inclusion in an email selling black-market software, I have no idea.
What They Were Pitching:
Software
Poetry:
The door swung slowly open on darkness, and yes, there was Annie, there was the goddess, standing there in the shadows, a white shape in a nurse’s uniform — He blinked his eyes tightly shut and then opened them.
Locked in this bed. I thought you were good, but you are not good. Dear God, is that what she said? Nothing is simple about Misery. “But you’re not like that, and after awhile I came to know the rest of Paul Sheldon, and I hope you don’t mind me saying it, but I have come to love the rest of him, too.
Except we know that Annie picked up some of the poisoned bait in the cellar and hand-fed it to the cat, and if old Peter Gunn didn’t want to eat it, she probably rammed it down his gullet with a stick.
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