Plastic Monster of Desire

SPAM POEMS consist of things bots leave me on my blog or in my email. I rewrite their gibberish into my own gibberish! Have fun there are always more of these to share :D

Note the ransom:
shooting capabilities,
displacing saggy neck cream.

Losing control of yesterday’s kitchen technologies
parading as real, living improvements.

THIS IS THE FUTURE!

Ancient events can cause
capital exchange?

Just depends.

Initiative, a hill…
a nice night, desire.
Her hip hitting the bottom

of a special
plastic smile.

Thoughts?

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