Spam no more want to hear
spam no more like to see
spam is around acting as a gem
spam still rises to be undone
When the blue tiger migrated
with a black lion emancipated
they found spam in the jungle
more than could both handle
Wild and fur were the species
with all kinds of capricious
in every lookout of the moves
had to be sober for the ques.
Dec.22.2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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