Spam bot foilers
Fence me out
They're work despoilers
Beyond a doubt
There's a hidden message
Inside the box
And a code presages
Your words are mocked
It cares not whether
Your words get lost
Hither and thither
When cyber tossed
The information highway's
No safer than most
Traveling verbiage's byways
Of inventiveness' toast
When once you click that button
Just hold onto to your seat
Your words might turn to mutton
Before the deed's complete
That's why my table's buried
'Neath scribbles, notes and memos
There's no leisure time to tarry
For the web is not a limo
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