Move backwards to Numbers 17901-18000.
18001.
For my love's birthday
present, I hid a SPAM loaf
in her shoe. Surprise!!!
--Fozzie18002.
--Enoch Jones, MEJ119@hotmail.com
I once was hungry
Then I found the soft pink block
Thus I stayed hungry
18003.
--Nyr Indictor
"Quid est hoc?" "SPAM est!"
Latin 101 nerds in
Cafeteria.
18004.
--Nyr Indictor
Meat-flavored ice cream,
Italian-style: that would be
Known as SPAMoni.
18005.
--Nyr Indictor
Hassidic Jews say
No to pork products--is this
AntiSPAMitic?
18006.
--Nyr Indictor
The Louvre acquires
Pork sculpture: Winged Victory
Of (groan) SPAMothrace.
18007.
--Nyr Indictor
Porky Pig deceased--
Memorial tomorrow
At SPAMetary.
18008.
--Nyr Indictor
Cartographer in
Looking-glass: "Oh no! All my
MAPS turned into SPAM!"
18009.
--Nyr Indictor
Czar Nicholas tries
Pork-flavored tea--served, of course,
In gilt SPAMovar.
18010.
--Nyr Indictor
Always ready with
A can of tinned meat: it's the
Good SPAMaritan.
18011.
--Nyr Indictor
Today the baby
Ate meat for the first time. Phew!
Change the SPAMpers, please.
18012.
--Nyr Indictor
Ham Sawyer, Muck Finn
Both by Pork Twain--"pen" name of
SPAMuel Clemens.
18013.
--John Byer
Fermented SPAM juice
"White lightnin' sure tastes good." Yeah.
But try SPAM liquor.
18014.
--John Byer
Three more for the ton.
I'm not counting of course. No?
Milford's still the man.
18015.
--John Byer
Foot and mouth disease,
swine fever. No easy life.
Then turned into SPAM.
18016.
--edrieSF, difalstad@aol.com
SPAM lives forever
in arteries and blood cells
all over the world.
18017.
--Fwed
Dubya, he's our man,
his thinking resembles pink
pig parts in a can.
18018.
--Anonymous
quivering lumplets
proud symbol of our nation
serve your country--eat!
18019.
--Anonymous
tres cajas de SPAM
recycle cans, toss the rest
lo aprovecho
18020.
--Anonymous
Pukey SPAM dinner.
Better than starving, Dad says.
Careless fatherhood.
18021.
--Anonymous
Fiery ritual
SPAM burns up with thick black smoke
Devil worshippers
18022.
--Anonymous
Nasty greasy blob
Hellish damnation is near
Forgive me father
18023.
--Anonymous
San Francisco treat
Goodbye now, Rice-a-Roni
SPAM is here to stay
18024.
--Anonymous
Wasted tax dollars
We paid for stadium, but
"SPAM Field" is bad name
18025.
--Anonymous
Halloween SPAM scene
Now don't scare the children, dear!
Quick, hide the blue cans!
18026.
--Anonymous
Morticians are smart.
Extra money on the side.
Where does SPAM come from?
18027.
--Anonymous
First big bite of SPAM.
Taste is somewhat off-putting.
Enbalming fluid.
18028.
--Anonymous
Body snatchers? Ick!!!
It's a grave undertaking.
But, we need our SPAM.
18029.
--Anonymous
Felt like Grinch this year.
Christmas shopping drives me nuts.
Gave them SPAM instead.
18030.
--Anonymous
Thay have no real choice.
School lunch eaters now barfing.
Lunch ladies cackle!
18031.
--Anonymous
Brother hated SPAM.
Twenty years later, we laugh;
dried SPAM found in vase.
18032.
--Anonymous
Forgive me, Father.
There is no salvation now.
I have eaten SPAM.
18033.
--Anonymous
SPAM sales skyrocket!
Biotechnology pays;
human genes in pigs.
18034.
--Anonymous
Sure, GMOs suck;
but SPAM is Frankenfood, too.
Progress can't be stopped!
18035.
--Anonymous
SPAM at church picnic.
Caustic taste in back of throat;
Gastric juices rise.
18036.
--Anonymous
If you don't eat your
meat, how can you have any
pudding?--Pink Floyd song.
18037.
--fozzie
I have invented
a word: SPAMtismal. Only
I know its meaning.
18038.
--Fozzie
"Johnny witnessed the
SPAMtismal." Don't you wish that
you knew what that meant?
18039.
--SPAMtastic Four
Jellied pink meat sponge
Many uses, not for food
Heloise has hints!
18040.
--John Wilson, mrbatman@earthlink.net
Sitting on my shelf
Daring me to eat it--yuck!
Canned menudo gel!
18041.
--Anonymous
Florida sharks bite
Surfers on boards get attacked
SPAM on a shingle
18042.
--Mr. Onadietsu
With fresh oil-based SPAM,
I shaved my sweet wife tonight.
Which one shall I eat?
18043.
--Geography-sensei
The letters in SPAM,
When re-arranged, spell A MAP.
Now drive to Safeway.
18044.
--Katsu Onara
Bite into the SPAM.
Your taste buds do not fool you--
Rainstorm on the way.
18045.
--Hygiene Gal
Cologne on each cheek;
Piece of SPAM under each arm
It's time to bar-hop.
18046.
--Fish Story Guy
Gull alights on pond
To drop SPAM to starving fish.
Warm winter ensues.
18047.
--Robert Frost IV
"Where the hell's my SPAM?"
You asked that cold winter night.
"Beats me," I replied.
18048.
--Optimistic Mystic
Spring grass pushes up.
SPAM inserted into cans.
Our earth will survive.
18049.
--The Ghost of Barry Goldwater
Your SPAM cost money.
On 40th Street, Phoenix,
Sits Hormel's big house.
18050.
--Burst o' rain
Large dark clouds rolled in.
Sheets of water then fell down.
Can of SPAM now rusts.
18051.
--Hugh H.
Most delicacies
Tickle your mouth in summer.
Go down on my SPAM.
18052.
--Miss Manners's Assistant
Slice a loaf of SPAM
Into many tiny sheets.
You've got moist towelettes.
18053.
--Fitness Chick
Eat SPAM and drink milk.
Your 10K is tomorrow.
Lose and I'll leave you.
18054.
--Mr. Chips
It's time to translate.
SPAM in Latin is SPAMUS.
Second declension.
18055.
--James Whitmore
Doggie ate the SPAM.
Shortly thereafter out back
Lawn got fertilized.
18056.
--H. G. Wells
It's time, my children.
Fill the time capsule with SPAM.
Confuse the future.
18057.
--Revlon rep
If it itches, scratch.
But do not try this with SPAM.
Mushy fingernails.
18058.
--Bruce Ano-nee
Mount Fuji rises
Close to Fujinomiya.
So does my SPAM cake.
18059.
--e. e. SPAMmings
Here's a nice tidbit:
Sylvia Plath once ate SPAM.
But then what happened?
18060.
--Bass-O-Matic
SPAM in a blender
Makes for a tasty mouthwash.
Whatcha waitin' for?
18061.
--H. Too Ohtoo
In chemistry class
On the periodic chart
SPAM does not appear.
18062.
--Hank Schliemann, Berlin
Had the Achaeans
Used SPAM instead of a horse,
Troy'd still be standing.
18063.
--Chef Larry
SPAM or some fat dude?
Certainly you must eat one.
I would chose rump roast.
18064.
--Math Wizard, Cal Tech (Pasadena, CA)
Look! Little kid Gauss!
One over x dx is...?
The answer ain't SPAM.
18065.
--Mike DeBakey, M.D.
If all SPAM were air,
Your aorta would get clogged.
Now that's a real bitch!
18066.
--Mr. I. Voree
She washes my back
With warm water and soft soap
On a big SPAM sponge.
18067.
--Neil Armstrong (Ohio)
If my kite were SPAM
And I took Anne to the beach,
The kite would not fly.
18068.
--Troy Donahue, Surfside 6 (Miami Beach, FL)
Black coals heat the grill;
Moist SPAM-and-tofu kabobs;
I am in heaven.
18069.
--Muriel H. (Ketchum, ID)
Pam ate SPAM in Spain
And then she ran with the bulls.
Pam was gored and died.
18070.
--Chuck Peirce (Milford, PA)
Unexamined SPAM--
Within The Cave or without--
Is not worth eating.
18071.
--Helena Aetna (on the road)
The volcano spews.
Down come rivers of hot SPAM.
Run, run for your lives.
18072.
--Eddie Basha (Phoenix, AZ)
SPAM is everywhere.
Winter, Spring, Summer, or Fall.
It's available.
18073.
--Martin Calvin, M.Div. (itinerate evangelist)
Burp, fart, sneeze, eat SPAM--
If all at once these you do--
You meet your Maker.
18074.
--Anonymous (physician at NIH in Bethesda, MD)
Islet cell cancer--
Quite hard to cure with chemo.
SPAM won't work either.
18075.
--Eudora Updike (reporting from Milan)
Il Duce just read
The SPAM of Miss Jean Brodie.
Yes, SPAM betrayed her.
18076.
--J. E. W. M. (Firth of Forth)
A very long trek
Through rain forests in Brazil
Means SPAM for dinner.
18077.
--Yessir Ibefat
Were SPAM dynamite,
Terrorists would snap it up
Quickly from the shelves.
18078.
--Inge Rolfsdattir (Reykjavik, Iceland)
My ears don't deceive--
An icicle cracked loudly.
SPAM sure can't do that.
18079.
--J. P. Sousa
The fireworks explode
In sky on warm summer night.
My head rests on SPAM.
18080.
--J. Kevorkian (Upper Peninsula, MI)
Your open mouth screams
When angel of death draws near.
SPAM shoved in--you die.
18081.
--K. Rockne (South Bend, IN)
Football season's here.
Autumn leaves...changing colors.
We barbecue SPAM.
18082.
--Dog and SPAM lover
Yes, tranquility.
Soft rain moistens my poodle
While she chases SPAM.
18083.
--Empathetic Soul
Yelled from the rooftop,
Your cry for help did move me...
Like SPAM does my bowels.
18084.
--Gary "Itch" Masters
Gangrene on my SPAM
Does not scare me like you'd think.
But hemorrhoids would.
18085.
--flem
SPAM: FDA says
It's not their jurisdiction;
It's not really food.
18086.
--flem
When they grind up pigs,
I wonder as I swallow,
Do they wash them first?
18087.
--flem
I've had pork before;
Eating SPAM makes me wonder
"What the hell is this?"
18088.
--flem
Very suspicious.
SPAM served at PETA banquet.
I think I know why...
18089.
--flem
Snickering pig gasps,
"Humans think it's made of meat!"
Rolls on floor laughing.
18090.
--flem
"Stop sending us SPAM!
We'd rather face starvation!
Yours truly, Third World."
18091.
--flem
Mad Scientist posts:
"SPAM will make your penis grow."
Sadistic laughter.
18092.
--flem
Here's yet another
Rejected Hormel ad plan:
"The other pink meat"
18093.
--Bill W. in Key West, Florida
Sad red-breasted breams
In warm sun-drenched oceans swim,
Longing to taste SPAM.
18094.
--Susie, a poet and screenwriter
Five syllables here
And seven syllables there
Make a SPAM haiku.
18095.
--Milford Pigboy
The rich want bigger
yachts. "No prob", says Dubya, "Let's
steal SPAM from seniors!"
18096.
--guy in Homer, Alaska
Winter's snow melted,
Revealing my outside grill.
SPAM season is here.
18097.
--Jake
Like a wild stallion
Free to run with joy his hills,
Ride my big, strong SPAM.
18098.
--Robin Blackwell (UK)
Can you hear and feel
The hum of hummingbird wings
Flapping in the SPAM?
18099.
--Wild T.
Some Dom Perignon
SPAM in a Bar-B-Q sauce
The best of both worlds
18100.
--Wau-tzu Lai
Good Tao and Karma
Conform to simplicity
If SPAM's the tantra.