I surfed tiredly on my my box, And what do I see?
It is this junk mail which I see before me.
I don't remember asking for you, yet I frequently get you,
Come let me trash you, you virtual sore.
Why do you come to me, you unwanted spam?
You come in astronomic numbers,
Making my mailbox crammed with virtual squatters,
Gmail and Yahoo I'm accustomed to,