When I left the army, I felt quite sure
That I would never more endure
A high-fat food from Uncle Sam
That mess-hall cooks would serve as Spam
Things have changed, I must admit
And Spam's still giving me a fit
It steals my time, it clogs e-mail
And makes my life a living Hell
I need no loans, nor red hot dates
Nor pirate software, or cheap loan rates
I'm over 90 and doing well
I have no need for what you sell
Why don't you get some decent jobs
Like feeding fish or slopping hogs
In other words, I'd like to say
Jump in the lake, adios, good day
The End
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ot it all...it is getting worse than the telemarketers that
"used" to call...perhaps one day we will win this war....
great write...floria
Write on!
Ch'erie