Wednesday, April 07, 2004

Spam poetry of the day

From: Dilettante V. Pillsbury
Date: Tue, 06 Apr 2004 17:58:07 -0400

Of whom do I have the honour? :)
We act the way we dress. Neglected and untidy clothes reflect a
neglected and untidy mind.

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life is nothing to sinking down into acknowledgment of inferiority. It is
a wretched taste to be gratified with mediocrity when the excellent lies
before us. Truth never damages a cause that is just.

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A cynic is just a man who found out when he was ten that there wasn't
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You can't depend on your judgment when your imagination is out of focus.
He makes no friends who never made a foe.

Other recent correspondents:

selfish i. virtuosity
outfitters v. whewing
forename f. negotiator
remarks t. harridan
hippocratic u. carousals
acutes a. unsaddled
scatters q. deflects
polished p. endearingly

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