There was a young man had the art
Of making a capital tart
With a handful of shit
Some snot and a spit
And he'd flavour the whole with a fart. 

There was a young maiden of Siam
Who said to her lover, young Kiam,
"If you kiss me, of course,
You will have to use force,-
But god knows you are stronger that I am."

I'd cross the hottest desert,
I'd swim the deepest sea,
I'd climb the highest mountain,
But I can't come over tonight because it's raining.

Mary had a little lamb,
The news made every front page,
With pictures of her being taken to jail,
Cause you see, he was under age.

Spam Haiku



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

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Ears, snouts and inards,
A homogeneous mass.
Pass another slice.

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

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

 - author unknown