You be too damn mean!
You take up my time,
and you make me wanna scream.
From yo crappy comments,
and cheap ads, I glean,
your malicious ways, and constant streams,
just sucking up my time
with a daily cleaning.
I don’t want no cheap club tickets,
I don’t want no cheap team jerseys,
Yo Purses are fake
and I don’t read Chinese!
Yo grammar sucks, like yo junky products.
What you provide are just
And all are blocked, so I simply “Click and Delete”
your captured comments that never get spread.
But, I finally went to see my Voodoo Witch,
named Mama Latour,
and she be a Bitch.
I gave my money to my Voodoo honey
and your web address too, and assured you are cursed.
Well, she chanted and sang such awful songs
then she made a potion, of cat hair and dung.
Finally, she grabbed the potion
and dancing around,
she put a curse on you, in a Cajun notion.
So, Spammers beware, ’cause
from now on your breath is gonna smell
just like your feet.
Your hair will fall out,
in bunches I was assured,
and you will pass gas,
wherever you go.
by Don Bobbitt, 2014