Re: Morning Spam

experimentee's poem (possibly a draft or translation) i will build a ladder out of hell i won't care what any demon might say i'll build it out brimstone, i'll build it out of clay i'll climb that ladder, i'll climb it all the day and when tomorrow is today i'll build and climb it too until there is nothing more to say about hell and brimstone and clay. 0822 [sent without configuring proxy]