It almost makes sense... SpamSense

I've been noticing computer generated poetry in spam for a while now, but this one really inspired me. It almost seems like ancient proverbs that got a bit muddled in the translation. "It takes a real fruitcake to avoid contact with the scythe." and this interesting one: "If a girl scoutgraduates from the pickup truck, then some mysterious cargo bay gets stinking drunk."  (We've come a long way from when I first noticed spam poetry.

If the minivan about a pine cone usually competes with a mortician over the

support group, then a skyscraper hides. Any sandwich can accurately sanitize an

imaginative deficit, but it takes a real fruit cake to avoid contact with the

scythe. The cab driver for an industrial complex ostensibly is a big fan of a

grain of sand. A hockey player seeks a steam engine. Now and then, an asteroid

near a paper napkin pees on the boiled warranty.


Now and then, a pork chop eagerly shares a shower with the tuba player living

with a customer. A plaintiff completely seeks a polar bear. A movie theater

shares a shower with a chestnut. An eggplant gives a pink slip to the tuba

player. For example, a single-handledly impromptu bullfrog indicates that a

class action suit beyond another burglar somewhat avoids contact with an ocean.

When the lover is righteous, a spartan tripod brainwashes the pork chop related

to another crank case. Sometimes a turkey trembles, but a cowboy over a hockey

player always pours freezing cold water on a surly hole puncher! Some asteroid

over a rattlesnake plans an escape from the false reactor some vacuum cleaner. A

cheese wheel self-flagellates, and the defendant feels nagging remorse; however,

the polar bear pees on the cyprus mulch behind a cowboy. The ball bearing, a

bartender near a turn signal, and a ravishing eggplant are what made America great!

A Eurasian inferiority complex A submarine is South American. Any vacuum cleaner

can organize a rude cloud formation, but it takes a real tornado to bury the

pompous polar bear. Now and then, an almost tattered movie theater pours

freezing cold water on a satellite beyond some vacuum cleaner. Indeed, a briar

patch takes a peek at the hairy squid.

The tabloid beyond a reactor When a garbage can is ridiculously feline, another

chess board over a wedding dress graduates from a highly paid carpet tack. Now

and then, some mortician for the garbage can barely shares a shower with a false

fire hydrant. When an orbiting buzzard trembles, a wheelbarrow hides. Sometimes

the barely feline paycheck flies into a rage, but the elusive roller coaster

always graduates from a power drill living with a lover! A graduated cylinder

related to a stovepipe throws a thoroughly impromptu bullfrog at a steam engine,

or an infected apartment building finds subtle faults with a crispy traffic light.

The self-loathing industrial complex Furthermore, a recliner prays, and the

blithe spirit related to some tabloid bestows great honor upon another senator

toward a chess board. Another cloud formation over a minivan sanitizes the

bullfrog. When you see the revered fighter pilot, it means that the cashier

flies into a rage. The earring buries a moronic deficit. A roller coaster of a

cowboy shares a shower with a mastadon.

A stovepipe defined by a sandwich takes a peek at a South American ski lodge. A

self-actualized pickup truck sells the garbage can defined by a vacuum cleaner

to a bartender. Some precise food stamp conquers the diskette. When an optimal

girl scout is lazily pompous, the elusive traffic light competes with the

ridiculously cosmopolitan buzzard. A satellite eagerly eats a cyprus mulch.

Furthermore, the crank case flies into a rage, and the grand piano sanitizes a

paternal bullfrog. When another annoying steam engine ruminates, a tornado of a

scythe ceases to exist. The hole puncher related to an inferiority complex

borrows money from a molten hole puncher, but a grizzly bear graduates from the

cosmopolitan tabloid. A fruit cake around another chestnut meditates, and a pork

chop panics; however, a line dancer from the crank case finds subtle faults with

an ocean. If a girl scout graduates from the pickup truck, then some mysterious

cargo bay gets stinking drunk.