It’ll be a few more days before I’m motivated to make my heralded WordPress jump, so for now, enjoy this little piece of limited vocabulary poetry that my spammers forwarded to me.

Our beautiful clock stinks.
A given odd shaped recycle bin snores and still her stupid table prepare for fight.
Mine bluish caw smiles.
Any noisy spoon stares.
His red smart glasses lies at the place that any white round printer stares.
The silver car got an idea while the round-shaped odd shaped mp3 player calculates while a beautiful spoon run.
Any given bluish expensive bluish bra smells.
Any slopy bed falls.
A given purple expensive little gun stares.
Her daughters shining odd shaped sofa got an idea and still his well-crafted gun show its value and still a tall magazine calms-down.
Whose round-shaped slopy baby makes sound.
Our purple car show its value.
Their stupid kitchen snores.
The silver little bicycle calms-down.
Her daughters round-shaped wine fidgeting.
Any green expensive silver ram got an idea.
Her daughters hairy bed is thinking.
Any golden stupid gun stinks.
A white balloon smells.
His beautiful round-shaped little balloon is on fire !
at the place that their purple hairy forg stares.