Writing Spam haiku,
Sharing my most heartfelt thoughts:
Does Spam think of me?

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Spam can alter time
and space without much effort.
Love that quantum food!

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Spam in the corner 
How mysterious you are 
Tell me your secrets.... 

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Spam in the window
Changing in the sun's bright light
Oh my special friend....

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Spam in the morning
On the pillow at my side
I'll never forget....

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The world keeps spinning
But you never change your ways
Spam is forever....

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Pink tender morsel 
Glistening with salty gel 
What the hell is it? 

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Ears, snouts and innards
A homogeneous mass
Pass another slice

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Cube of cold pinkness
Yellow specks of porcine fat
Give me a spork please

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Old man seeks doctor
"I eat spam daily" he says,
Angioplasty

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Highly unnatural 
The tortured shape of this "food" 
A small pink coffin 

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Spam on my table 
Soon winds up in my navel 
It's time for a bath 

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At the corner store
Spam on sale in stacks galore
Fill my cart and smile

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Friends come 'round for food
My shelves are laden with Spam
Now they're in good moods

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Spam now has no key
Pop-top where the key should be
Emptys still hold pens

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Shiny pink cuboid.
Essence of all food goodness.
Oh my heart sings 'Spam".

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Spam on my plate.
Arteriosclerosis.
Do I have much time? 

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Alien lifeform!
Space rays pierce the atmosphere!
They've made Newt's brain SPAM.

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Spam Spam egg and Spam,
Spam bacon sausage and Spam,
or Spam Spam Spam Spam

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Pork shoulder and ham. 
Spam can do what other's can't.
Burp and fart all night.

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