Move backwards to Numbers 1101-1200.
1201.
SPAM is on my mind.
I wonder if it can think?
Ponder its wisdom.
--Sam Walker, sundiver@jaka.nn.com1202.
--Chris Fishel, ctf2m@virginia.edu
Theologians ask:
If God is just, then why does
He let SPAM exist?
1203.
--Chris Fishel, ctf2m@virginia.edu
And on the 8th day,
God created SPAM. He should
have rested then, too.
1204.
--Chris Fishel, ctf2m@virginia.edu
Naming years: B.H.
(Before Hormel) or A.S.
(Anno SPAMini).
1205.
--Chris Fishel, ctf2m@virginia.edu
Mountains will crumble.
Rivers and seas will dry up.
What shall endure? SPAM.
1206.
--Chris Fishel, ctf2m@virginia.edu
What if there was no
SPAM? What whould we write about?
Treet? I don't think so.
1207.
--Chris Fishel, ctf2m@virginia.edu
Coming soon for the
poetically ambitious:
The SPAM Sonnet Page.
1208.
--Alec Proudfoot, alec@netcom.com
I'm listening to
"Takin' Care of Business"
and scarfing SPAM--Bliss
1209.
--Anonymous
Better on way up
Scoop with spoon to choke back down
Second time up--good
1210.
--Tommer Peterson, tommer@artswire.org
SPAM haiku Web site--
Creative spirit awakes,
wasting a morning.
1211.
--Tommer Peterson, tommer@artswire.org
Awash in SPAM dreams.
Pale sunlight softly touches
fresh barf on the floor.
1212.
--Tommer Peterson, tommer@artswire.org
Oink, oink, oink, oink, oink,
oink, oink, oink, oink, oink, oink, oink!
Oink, oink, oink. Death. SPAM.
1213.
--Tommer Peterson, tommer@artswire.org
Licking wet pinkness,
engorged hot fervor juices.
Tongue cut on the can!
1214.
--Martin H. Booda, booda@datasync.com
Mild-mannered tinned meat;
Look! Is it a bird? A pig?
No. It's SuperSPAM.
1215.
--Martin H. Booda, booda@datasync.com
My powers wane; strange
Effects. Closest thing to Red
Kryptonite for man.
1216.
--Scott Zacher, scottz@nwu.edu
Grandma cooked us SPAM.
Grandpa ate it. We didn't.
His inheritance...
1217.
--Tommer Peterson, tommer@artswire.org
Linoleum grey.
Elsie's creamed SPAM casserole:
a porcine nightmare.
1218.
--Don Thompson, don@shadow.net
Cured pork shoulder, ground.
Cubed, skewered, hickory smoked.
Fools cower in fear.
1219.
--Jon Howell, jhowell@us.oracle.com
Pork bellies are down,
Gelatin futures look bleak.
Heard it on C-SPAM.
1220.
--Jon Howell, jhowell@us.oracle.com
SPAM is a force most
irresistable. My bowels,
most immovable.
1221.
--Ken Zuroski, zuroski@cmu.edu
Christopher Robin:
"Who took my last can of SPAM?!"
Piglet's on a date.
1222.
--Ken Zuroski, zuroski@cmu.edu
Spock's ears arouse the
Pig-folk of Beta Seven
Set phasers on "cube"
1223.
--Ken Zuroski, zuroski@cmu.edu
Ito smiles sweetly
The SPAM under his robe feels
Really good today
1224.
--Ken Zuroski, zuroski@cmu.edu
Volume of a pig?
Easy to compute with SPAM
Length times height times width
1225.
--Ken Zuroski, zuroski@cmu.edu
daddy's got a job
carving figurines from SPAM
good work if can get
1226.
--Ken Zuroski, zuroski@cmu.edu
O! Those naughty boars!
Gruntin' and a-squealing and
Jumpin' into cans.
1227.
--Ken Zuroski, zuroski@cmu.edu
Turned on bath water;
Along with duck, dropped in SPAM--
My own Bay of Pigs.
1228.
--Ken Zuroski, zuroski@cmu.edu
"Kirk to Mr. Scott:
You sent Spock, but I got SPAM!
Fix transporter soon."
1229.
--Ken Zuroski, zuroski@cmu.edu
I opened a can
Tiny evil pigs flapped out
Pandora's box lunch
1230.
--Ken Zuroski, zuroski@cmu.edu
Rudimentary
Circulation system is
Regenerating
1231.
--Ken Zuroski, zuroski@cmu.edu
Dreamed the other night
I was talking to the pigs
"Why us?" they wondered
1232.
--Ken Zuroski, zuroski@cmu.edu
Peering in the can
I could see the future clear
It looked rather pink
1233.
--Ken Zuroski, zuroski@cmu.edu
A fine meal until
The rest of the pig showed up
To reclaim his chunk.
1234.
--Walter Myers, wvmyers@planacc.com
Car is broken down.
I reach for the SPAM-er wrench.
Car is still broken.
1235.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
I opened the door
Only to be confronted
By a wall of SPAM
1236.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
The protesters marched
Holding their placards aloft
"We Demand Free SPAM"
1237.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Enormous SPAM slide
Hundreds of houses buried
The rescue dogs eat...
1238.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Tick, tock, the SPAM clock
Tells me when it's time to eat
It's always SPAM time
1239.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
A year of free SPAM
Took advantage of the deal
Ate most of a tin
1240.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Disney's The SPAM King
"Can You Feel The SPAM Tonight?"
SPAM roams the pride lands
1241.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Got in a SPAM fight.
Pink chunks streaking through the air.
Splat! Screams of disgust.
1242.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Tasty SPAM custard
Serve it to all of your friends
Laugh as they turn pale
1243.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
In the darkened room
The SPAM cans whisper gently
Soft SPAM mutterings.
1244.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Teflon coated SPAM
More slippery than normal
And heat resistant
1245.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
If Hormel branched out
With new meat types, we might see
Spicken, Spish, or Speef.
1246.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Playing with SPAM and
Genetic engineering
Strange horrors result.
1247.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
As I yawned deeply
My friend jammed SPAM in my mouth
I force fed him can
1248.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
One hot summer day
I found some SPAM in the street.
The smell? Amazing!
1249.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Try SPAM flavored beer,
And after you've drunk it all,
You can chew the bits.
1250.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
All this SPAM haiku
If we keep writing so much
We'll run out of words
1251.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
The SPAM tin grew hot
The metal began to bulge
I watched in horror
1252.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
SPAM ear protection
Cram some SPAM into your ears
What was that you said?
1253.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Get your beauty sleep
On a bed made from fresh SPAM
Then--breakfast in bed!
1254.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Listen, good people
Deny ye not your SPAM love
Lest SPAM make you ill
1255.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Sit and meditate
Let thoughts of SPAM fill your mind.
And you will be...SPAM.
1256.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Once you've tasted SPAM
Your life is changed forever
Pity the addict
1257.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
With chainsaw snarling
I lunged towards the SPAM cans
Must destroy evil!
1258.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Lunch, breakfast, dinner
All I ever eat is SPAM
I'm wasting away...
1259.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Don't ridicule me
I see nothing wrong with my
All-SPAM three piece suit
1260.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
We beheld the SPAM
Its pink glory moved us all
We worshipped its form
1261.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
My constant nightmare
Slowly sink in SPAM jelly
I wake up screaming
1262.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Do you suffer from
SPAMojellophobia?
Fear of SPAM jelly.
1263.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
The mighty boat sank
Screaming people clung to SPAM
And the band played on
1264.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Good, dutiful SPAM
Lined up in supermarkets
Like well-trained soldiers
1265.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
In the dead of night
Alien spacecraft steals pigs
Strange, alien SPAM
1266.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Custom SPAM colors
Any color you may want
As long as it's pink
1267.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
A delicate bite
Leads to ravenous eating
SPAM bulimia
1268.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
SPAM-seeking missile
I press the button marked "Launch"
Can is vaporized
1269.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Point gun at blue can
Another SPAM bites the dust
I laugh evilly
1270.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
My silver SPAM knife
Cuts cleanly through the pink block
I eat SPAM with style
1271.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Visible from space
Biggest SPAM can in the world
50-year supply
1272.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
In the Pyramid
Preserved for eternity
It's mummified SPAM
1273.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Anti-gravity
Extraterrestrial SPAM
Lands in my back yard
1274.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
I stared in wonder,
Totally captivated--
The beauty of SPAM.
1275.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Furniture of SPAM
So you don't have to get up
To go for a snack
1276.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Ground breaks asunder
Satan claws his way from hell
He has come for SPAM
1277.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
I lifted the axe
And with a sweeping motion
Executed SPAM
1278.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
U.S. Air Force tests
Blasting SPAM at plane windshields
Should have opened can
1279.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Hot, these summer days
I bathe in cool SPAM jelly
My friends avoid me
1280.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
I open the fridge
In the distance, a dog barks
A midnight SPAM feast
1281.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
SPAM spawned a romance
Stared into her eyes, and shared--
One can, and two spoons
1282.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Activist cries out
"Give me SPAM or give me death"
The vultures oblige
1283.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
The curtain was raised
The SPAM sat in the spotlight
And the tension grew
1284.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
"What meaning has life?"
The SPAM rests, mute in the chair
Ignoring my angst
1285.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
I finished my SPAM,
Then, stepping from the shadows,
Announced my presence.
1286.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
The tourists visit
The leaning tower of SPAM
Now, eat from this side
1287.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
They enjoyed the stew
But when offered SPAM ice cream
My dinner guests left.
1288.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Stopped at the airport
Customs searches my luggage
Lucky I hid SPAM
1289.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
The storm clouds rolled in;
The winds roared around my house.
I smiled. I had SPAM.
1290.
--Anonymous
SPAMity SPAM SPAM
Softly squishes 'neath my toes
In my mouth you goes
1291.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
I saw the blue can
In the tinned products section
It captured my thoughts
1292.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Thoughts entered my dreams
The blue can--contents unknown
Cryptic label--SPAM
1293.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Three days passed slowly
Obsession overcame me
I must purchase SPAM
1294.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
I lurked in the aisles
No one was looking at me
I reached for a tin
1295.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Cradling my new prize
I went to pay--disaster!
"Price check on large SPAM."
1296.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
But nobody stared
I noticed them holding tins
Brotherhood of SPAM
1297.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
Soon I arrived home,
Dimmed the lights, shut the curtains,
And prepared to feast.
1298.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
I removed the key
Peeled back the metal layer
The fragrance hit me
1299.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
I woke on the floor
Six hours of my life were gone
And so was the SPAM...
1300.
--Tom Elliott, Tosh@Werple.mira.net.au
And sometimes at night
I lay awake, listening,
And I can hear it.