Friday, October 29, 2010

Spam (the email kind)

I went to my spam, and it asked if I wanted a job
It asked if I wanted a woman
and it asked if I needed a credit card.
It asked if I needed enhancement
food, help, or money
A guy in Nigeria owed me money

And my secret love wanted to meet me.
I have a job, I have a woman
And credit cards are stupid
Enhancement doesn’t work,
I have enough food, help, and washingtons
Nigeria is way too far away
And I have my wife… That’s not a secret.

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