Return of Spam Poetry

Oh, how I love spam mail. Those weird sentance generators that they have going on for them are truely unique! I don't even know how they make them, except, I hope they never become better. This stuff is too funny to read! Everything below, I promise to you, was all from one e-mail. It's the longest "poem" I've seen yet, and it's perhaps the funniest:


"Would not love see returning penitence afar off, and fall on its neck and kiss it?
Dancing with abandon, turning a tango into a fertility rite.
Courage stands halfway between cowardice and rashness, one of which is a lack, the other an excess of courage.
Probably it is impossible for humor to be ever a revolutionary weapon. Candide can do little more than generate irony.
Honesty is the best policy. If I lose mine honor, I lose myself.
Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
Thank you for sending me a copy of your book -- I'll waste no time reading it.
The terrifying and edible beauty of Art Nouveau architecture.
One of the greatest and simplest tools for learning more and growing is doing more.
There is no bigotry like that of ''free thought'' run to seed.
Keep quiet and people will think you a philosopher.
Freedom is what you do with what's been done to you.
Thousands of geniuses live and die undiscovered -- either by themselves or by others."