The Spamalsaurus

14 Sep

The Spamalsaurus hears the ruckus somewhere close,
and sees the gathering throng —
like gulls collecting for a feast o’er lean and slick sardines;

He creeps forth silent as a breeze
and happens ‘pon the place
where readers click with frenzied fire
upon the newest post;

The Spamalsaurus reaches in — avoiding sharp beaks all around
and spins himself around and down
the vortex to the freshest poem.

And comments: I’ve never seen this greatest post before
and it has all I need and more
but have you thought of other ways
to bring in “likes” for days and days?

Then click below — I’ll help you out.

The Spamalsaurus withdraws his snout
and turns — his business’s all about
how many notes he can can leave behind.

There is no reason, and no rhyme
to the Spamalsaurus — at any time.

Fear the beast, I say to all,
lest to his trickery you fall.

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3 Responses to “The Spamalsaurus”

  1. RoSy September 14, 2013 at 3:22 pm #

    I’ve been ht by the Spamalsaurus a few times. It sure can be a pest!

  2. emmylgant September 15, 2013 at 5:09 am #

    That creature is begging for extinction. Let’s cut off its food supply.

    • skipmars September 15, 2013 at 9:16 am #

      That, of course, would mean not writing. I’d rather tolerate him — like flies and gnats.

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