everything i touch
breaks
including your heart

not broken my love -
bruised
by a callous god......................RAS
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unworthy am i
yet devoted love surrounds
selfish tainted heart....david
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makes no sense
that you should love one
so broken...................~Q~
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greek amphora
shattered beauty restored
to full glory.....................RAS
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Humpty dumpty
all the king's horses and
all the king's men.............~Quiche(as in eggpie)Marie~
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I thought that was my line, ~Q~. There is not one thing in this house that
works right. Watches hate me too so I get cheapies. What I do to VCR's is
unforgiveable. What I do to men's hearts is no longer laughable!-judiblu
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judi.judi.judi...what we do to computers (sounds like a lawnmower) and watches, (mine has run away) kidney beepers, (only lasted two days), vcrs,(eject! eject! dammit!) vans, (RrrrrRrrrrRrrrr) and lava lamps (yes, my poor, little lava lamp) is bad enough, but when we start messing with those men's hearts, (poor Ras) nope, that's no longer laughable. And, what we do to ourselves....oh, what we do to ourselves, sigh....depressed in Michigan, aka Q.
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Forlorn lava lamp
Clumps, reflects dim, flashing "12:00"
From the VCR.......bkay
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clumps of sunshine
against purple horizons
my lava lamp

the front room echos
with the sounds of my fountain
peace amidst chaos

window songs~
Japanese chimes proclaim
happiness

childlike paintings
the name "keasha" scrawled
in the corner

zen sandbox
where have the children
hidden my rake?

from the ceiling
a fairy dances with
eagle feathers

eagle feathers
sage, sweetgrass and ceder
~a native bath

dreamcatcher
standing guard above
my futon

Official
Spam Fan Club Member
kitchen sign

special stone
azurite opens
my vision.................welcome to my home....~Q~


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okay, truth be told~~

ev'ry toy
scattered around her
bedroom floor

gardening tools
still
on the stairway

boxes
unemptied in
a year

what is
growing in
my fridge?

SPAM can
used as a
doorstop.............LOL welcome to my home ~Q~

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At last.....a legitimate use for Spam...........bkay
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there are many uses for Spam, bkay. None of them involve digestion, but there are many uses. ~Q~ SPAMfanclub Secretary
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Q, NOTHING you can do with Spam involves digestion......bkay
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LOL Agreed, bkay, agreed. But think of all the other marvelous things we can use it for. ~Q~ trying to come up with atleast one....
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how about skeet?..................RAS
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Yeah, skeet is good. How about:
Repair leaks from meteorite strikes in the International Space Station: "Suction Plug -Attach Muck"
Replace the word "damn" in certain quotes for those offended by 4-letter words, as in: "Spam the torpedoes, full speed ahead"; "Frankly, Scarlett, I don't give a spam". This also has the advantage of imparting entirely new meanings to the quotes.

Hockey pucks. Spam-o-derbies: Can your can of spam beat mine down the hill? (Wait a minute - these things aren't round, are they?)

Police can lob them at rioters when the rubber bullets don't work - guaranteed to make them disperse.
Kids can play phone with them - 2 Spam cans at either end of a string. This will acclimate them to using cell phones (Hello? Hello?? I can't hear you!)

Have you guessed yet that I have entirely too much time on my hands today?................bkay
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Or like, if you need a word to replace an embarrassing word, so you can talk to your teenage daughter about private things in public, you could say, "Darling, you're spam is showing," or "Honey, I got you that Spam that you wanted," or "Have you had any Spam lately?" Of course I wouldn't ask that last one to my daughter because one would hope she doesn't yet have spam. Or, or, if you are somewhere, like you are visiting someone and one of you want to leave, you could say, "That Spam is waiting, darling," or "Don't you need to thaw the Spam?" But of course that would give it away, because who ever thaws Spam? And, no, the cans aren't round, so we can't roll them down a hill, but they would make great hockey pucks. Bricks, yeah, you could build something with them, a restaurant. Yeah, a Spamku Restaurant....and everything on the menu can contain spam. We could even have spam shakes and spam jello, Spam Gelatin Salads with hooves and snouts in it, yeah, By Spam, we're onto something.....~Q~
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cocktails served in empty Spam cans, or with bits of Spam added for dash... Spam-hattans (1 part sweet vermouth, 2 parts whiskey, with a 1-cm cube of Spam skewered by a little red plastic sword)... Spam Russians (kahlua & vodka in a Spam puree)... Pina Spamodas (rum, pineapple juice, chunks of Spam, and the jelly from the lid of the can)... Spamlets (vodka & dry vermouth with a slice of Spam instead of lime)... I think the possibilities are endless. Monty Python would be proud... ("baked beans are off...")..................RAS
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I also like the idea of substituting "Spam" whenever you're tempted to swear or curse. Could go a long way towards elevating the level of gentility in America today. "Hey! Spam you!" "Yeah? Go Spam yourself, buddy!" "Aww, Spam off." "Excuse me, I've gotta take a Spam...".............RAS the Vulgar
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LOL! Maybe the three of us should co-author a book, "1001 Uses for....". You may already know this, but in Hawaii, Spam is considered a delicacy - no joke. Check out www.oldhawaii.com/igd/books/hb1101.htm. Now, if you guys will excuse me, I really have to try to get some Spam done today..........bkay. (PS: RAS, your last example won't work as an euphemism - it's too close to the real thing!)
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Regarding the fact that Spam is considered a delicacy in Hawaii, please allow me to present the following dialogue:

Spam product manager #1: I've got some good news and some bad news. The good news is that Spam is hugely popular among the people of the South Pacific. The bad news is that, according to the famous travel writer Paul Theroux, the islanders dig it because they're ex-cannibals and they think Spam tastes like human flesh.
Spam product manager #2: Hmm. Is this a problem . . . or an opportunity?
~Q~ (SpamFanClub Secretary ;)

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Pink as the skyline
on a summer's evening
Spam, so beautiful..........~Q~

Spam, so beautiful
flesh as pink a newborn
salty taste of sweat

Spam, you make me
reconsider being a
vegetarian....................~Q~
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The hard drive in my head just dumped out two memories: (1) The polynesian term for human flesh translates into "long pig"; and (2) Gerber baby food products, with the cute little infant face on the label, were a hard sell in parts of Africa. Seems that the largely illiterate population relied on the pictures on canned food labels to identify the contents......

Spam, you bring back good
Memories of these islands
'Fore the Christians came....................bkay
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metal key
unlocks pink delights
within - Spam
.
the blue tin
how my heart quickens
at the sight..............................RAS
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LOL Bkay, I've heard both of those things before. They say that human meat tastes a lot like pork, (shudder), thus the term "long pig." And just imagine how appalled those people were in Africa when they realized that we Americans canned and sold little babies, (especially those cute Gerber ones). Say, RAS, it sounds like you're leaving me for Spam...~Q~


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Ok RAS
decide, is it me
or Spam?...............~Q~
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No silence deeper
Than one gracing difficult
Choices. She awaits.......

C'mon, RAS, you can do it! As Mark Twain said, "The knowledge that one is about to be hanged wonderfully concentrates the mind"...........bkay
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welllllll....tough choice. Life is about tough choices. But I guess I can forego my daily ration of mystery meat...if I must..............RAS ;-)
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Rasamataz: I know it was a difficult decision, and I know you had to think about it for a very long time, but I promise, you won't regret it. ~Quiche~...

Who will take you
Places Spam can't even
reach in her dreams.........;)
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spam can fill
the belly, but love
fills the soul......................RAS
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For some reason the thought of my love filling your soul AS spam fills your belly makes me want to rethink this relationship...~Q~ picturing my love sitting in your soul undigested
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my love for you
almost as great as that
for spamsicles...................RAS ;-)
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almost?

May you and
Spamsicles find
true happiness..............~Q~
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Dark freezer cavern,
Spamsicle awaits victims.
There is no escape.

I gotta tell ya....the very thought of a spamsicle does things to my stomach that only a white porcelain plumbing fixture should witness...........bkay
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lol...the only thing nastier i could imagine would be breakfast spam (sugar coated spam cubes, with marshmallow bits!!)...bleah............RAS
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hold it....and your love for me is ALMOST as great as that for spamsicles? bleah?? ....~Q~ :(
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Right....Spam Chex. Wait'll you put milk on 'em. Excuse me, Q, but RAS and I are having a serious conversation here..........bkay
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actually Spam Chex sound good, with a little milk gravy....~Q~

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As I was packing a lunch for a day-hike, it came to me: Spam jerky! Mmmmmmmmmm.........b(elch)kay
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i made Spam jerky once. It doesn't stay pink, but turns this putrid brownish-yellowish shiny color. Just thought you would want to know that...~Q~
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oh, and i "made" it quite by accident...like all amazing things are discovered. ~Q~
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I have a rule never to eat anything shiny. Ah, but...

Serendipitous
Enlightenment abounds in
Spam's permutations.................bkay, "The Zen of Spam" (or, was that
"The Spam of Zen"?)
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engineered protein
indestructible, even
after it's eaten...........................RAS
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Madame ~Q~
she glares into her
Crystal Spam

i see a
great future for you
in pork snouts.................~Q~
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Hate to get off the subject (LOL), but have you seen the microwaved pork rinds they have out now? I bought all my loved ones a package for Christmas last year. They are de-lightful :)) And they crackle and pop in the microwave. Makes a person want to give up popcorn. ~Q~
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Uh....Q? You're not off the subject...................bkay
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LOL....they were wonderful gifts, especially for my vegetarian sister. She squeeled with delight. "EEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW" she said. I knew she loved it. ~Q~
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Now wait a minute...We've been holding this seminar on Spam, a product made from pig debris, including a discussion on the connection with cannibalism; and now we go to pork rinds, made from what's left over from Spam production, and your sister, and I quote, "SQUEALED with delight" (emphasis added).............This is turning into a Stephen King novel!.........bkay
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Stephen King
He is the author
of my life..........~Q~
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"Bag of Spam"?.............bkay