Spam: A Song of Myself

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RisiaSkye
RisiaSkye
93 Followers

Don't fuck with me
I am spam
Don't lie to me
that's what I am.

The time has come
to be myself
in a can
and on a shelf.

Made from meat
of missing link
my shell is gelatinous
my heart is pink.

Where am I from
some may wonder
I materialize whole
to kill your hunger.

Yummy crap
and processed goo
I lie in waiting
just to feed you.

Don't fuck with me
I am spam
Don't lie to me
that's what I am.

RisiaSkye
RisiaSkye
93 Followers
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tazz317tazz317over 12 years ago
AND LIVING IN PAR-A-DISE

is nice and warm. TK U MLJ LV NV

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