SPAM Haiku 6301-6400

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6301.
To live or not to
live, the life of this pig ends
in the blue coffin.
--Hans C. Masing, hans@anecdote.com

6302.
The key broke again.
My essence cries out for SPAM.
But I go hungry.

--Hans C. Masing, hans@anecdote.com

6303.
I screamed with delight,
biting deep into the flesh.
Pink drips down my chin.

--Hans C. Masing, hans@anecdote.com

6304.
I sit here wasting
time on poetry to SPAM,
arteries clogging.

--Hans C. Masing, hans@anecdote.com

6305.
Grotesque pinkish mass
In a blue can on a shelf
Quivering alone

--Christopher James Hume

6306.
Oh tin of pink meat
I ponder what you may be:
Snout or ear or feet?

--Christopher James Hume

6307.
In the cool morning
I fry up a slab of SPAM
Next door, a dog barks

--Christopher James Hume

6308.
Slicing your sweet self
Salivating in suspense
Sizzle! Sizzle!...SPAM!

--Christopher James Hume

6309.
Pink beefy temptress
I can no longer remain
Vegetarian

--Christopher James Hume

6310.
SPAM left me alone
An empty feeling inside
Come back to me, SPAM

--Alex Duran, amsduran@mit.edu

6311.
I come home at night
I smell the odor of SPAM
It came back to me

--Alex Duran, amsduran@mit.edu

6312.
Sushi boats circle.
They carry tiny treasures.
Can it be more SPAM?

--Scooter

6313.
2001:
towering SPAM on the moon,
one by four by nine.

--RongWrong, http://www.public.usit.net/mrkdwhit/page2.htm

6314.
sitting on the shelf
nyam ne-yo ho ren ke SPAM
SPAM is the third eye

--RongWrong, http://www.public.usit.net/mrkdwhit/page2.htm

6315.
Old swine festering
I am glad to be upwind
The SPAM truck arrives

--Friend of the Wild T

6316.
Missiles launch and land,
nuclear winter abounds. Cock-
roaches dine on SPAM.

--Friend of the Wild T

6317.
Did you know that where
people were cannibals they
eat ten times more SPAM?

--Anonymous

6318.
Spring scatters new life
Pink, suckling piggy litters
Soon, inert matter

--D. E. Cheswick, s693642@jinx.umsl.edu

6319.
SPAM from East Asia
Hormel fights for right to name
Of "Rhesus Pieces"

--wilbert

6320.
Monkey spanking boy
Gave up woman's love for SPAM
Eat with left hand now

--wilbert

6321.
Oh, Lord, forgive us
our SPAM mocks your wisdom. We
know not what we eat.

--space yr pidgin

6322.
I draw her closer
But I doubt my intentions
I'm so full of SPAM

--space yr pidgin

6323.
the Utne Reader
consistently overlooks
alternative meat

--space yr pidgin

6324.
you can take my SPAM
when you pry its crushed can from
my cold, dead fingers

--space yr pidgin

6325.
I have seen the best
minds of my generation
stark, naked, Spamfed

--space yr pidgin

6326.
The SPAM is holy!
Holy the SPAM juggernaut!
SPAM! Holy! Holy!

--space yr pidgin

6327.
the dynamics of
our cultures, our pseudomeats,
our dreams: Spam und drang

--space yr pidgin

6328.
Would I eat chum if
it was packaged so nicely?
Sharks won't touch this shit.

--space yr pidgin

6329.
I was raised on fried
SPAM and sausage. Now, gorged on
shame, I am vegan.

--space yr pidgin

6330.
Waves of nausea
With teeth clenched I ride out the
Seething churns of SPAM

--space yr pidgin

6331.
My mother once told
me: to admit that you're bored
means you have no SPAM.

--space yr pidgin

6332.
under their tree, poor
Estragon and Vladimir...
still waiting for SPAM

--space yr pidgin

6333.
Ponzo and Lucky
enslaved by friendship, habit
but which holds the SPAM?

--space yr pidgin

6334.
why did the Misfits
not write a song about SPAM?
Danzig was sissy

--space yr pidgin

6335.
I write SPAM haiku
instead of going to class
I am late for work

--space yr pidgin

6336.
oh, Mr. Campos
your lovely Ewok haiku
has melted my SPAM

--space yr pidgin

6337.
Eating SPAM is like
having Tupac Amaru
guys crash your party.

--Bob Roberds, broberds@ix.netcom.com

6338.
A helicopter
with ejection seats and with
pigs strapped into them.

--Bob Roberds, broberds@ix.netcom.com

6339.
Morton Thiokol
figured O-rings made of SPAM
would save a few bucks.

--Bob Roberds, broberds@ix.netcom.com

6340.
John Travolta in
Saturday Night Fever wore
big SPAM platform shoes.

--Bob Roberds, broberds@ix.netcom.com

6341.
Scottish scientists
thought of cloning SPAM, but thought,
"That's just plain evil."

--Bob Roberds, broberds@ix.netcom.com

6342.
Fatty Arbuckle
shoved SPAM up...On second thought
I'll just shut up now.

--Bob Roberds, broberds@ix.netcom.com

6343.
unsheathed from metal
wedged side by side a gross, my
pink flesh bed lie down.

--avo lowe

6344.
The remorseful eyes
of the woman with the cart
full of SPAM, Cheez Whiz.

--Sarah Miller Arnold, smarnold@ma.ultranet.com

6345.
I will always hear
the sound of the spoon scraping
bottom of the can.

--Sarah Miller Arnold, smarnold@ma.ultranet.com

6346.
Unwashed fork - gleaming
with SPAM on your tines. Speaks of
love and trailer parks.

--Sarah Miller Arnold, smarnold@ma.ultranet.com

6347.
Like kim-chee, SPAM should
be buried, unlike kim-chee:
not to be unearthed.

--Sarah Miller Arnold, smarnold@ma.ultranet.com

6348.
Taunted and alone
Glistening pinkly on plate
Solitary SPAM

--Sarah Miller Arnold, smarnold@ma.ultranet.com

6349.
I think that I shall
Never see: A mystery
Like pig in a box.

--Derek Ruetsch, 76232.2746@compuserve.com

6350.
The cubic swine calls
From inside its metal nest
Drawing me closer.

--Derek Ruetsch, 76232.2746@compuserve.com

6351.
Small, pink, and porcine.
Please don't be his, just be mine.
Hmmmm.... White or red wine???

--Derek Ruetsch, 76232.2746@compuserve.com

6352.
Fetal pig??? Maybe...
I vomited by the tree.
SPAM again??? Not me...

--Derek Ruetsch, 76232.2746@compuserve.com

6353.
I'll gladly pay you
Seven dollars tomorrow
For some SPAM today.

--Derek Ruetsch, 76232.2746@compuserve.com

6354.
I done ate the gel;
I will surely go to hell.
For me SPAM is swell.

--Derek Ruetsch, 76232.2746@compuserve.com

6355.
I watch a sad show
of young lives destroyed, and eat
hot-buttered Spamcorn.

--Bill Hand, quad@coastalnet.com

6356.
Greeks take town by ruse:
"Bring in the Trojan SPAM Horse!"
Night: slaughtered like pigs.

--Bill Hand, quad@coastalnet.com

6357.
Tasty new SPAM dish:
Pour clear stuff on spaghetti:
Yum! Vermijelly!

--Bill Hand, quad@coastalnet.com

6358.
God tells Adam, Eve,
"The SPAM of good and evil:
Don't eat." Mankind saved!

--Bill Hand, quad@coastalnet.com

6359.
Snake winks, says to Eve,
"Eat SPAM and you'll be like God."
Eve says, "What's your point?"

--Bill Hand, quad@coastalnet.com

6360.
Noah builds SPAM ark,
but carnivores brought on board.
Mankind lost in flood!

--Bill Hand, quad@coastalnet.com

6361.
Samson, bound, sees hope:
jawbone and a Hormel can!
Slays thousands with SPAM.

--Bill Hand, quad@coastalnet.com

6362.
SPAM should rule the world
It would be a better place
If SPAM ruled the world

--Bethany Veerman

6363.
Encased in pectin...
On that final sunny trot
cold SPAM dwells in bliss.

--Nathan Mckenna, xylo@wcn.net

6364.
The SPAM man giveth,
and he taketh away...with
extreme prejudice.

--Nathan Mckenna, xylo@wcn.net

6365.
All aboard! for SPAM
intestinal bullet train
chugging around bend.

--Nathan Mckenna, xylo@wcn.net

6366.
Alone princely SPAM
Pink, a little hesitant...
Pleases Mankind best!

--Nathan Mckenna, xylo@wcn.net

6367.
Ralph drove his Buick
to Hormel in Dubuque. He
hauled SPAM in a box.

--Nathan Mckenna, xylo@wcn.net

6368.
SPAM feels sure this time
from it's shining uterus
will emerge a saint.

--Nathan Mckenna, xylo@wcn.net

6369.
Please consider that
not unlike Pepperidge Farms
Spammy remembers.

--Nathan Mckenna, xylo@wcn.net

6370.
flexibility
in a blue can. for food or
fishbait..."make it SPAM!"

--avo lowe

6371.
twelve small white mice bear
a pink pound of processed pork
to my pillow. shout!

--avo lowe

6372.
circular. take an
s from spasm and you have SPAM.
then eat SPAM, have spasm.

--avo lowe

6373.
White house fundraiser.
I gave Bill a case of SPAM.
Slept in Lincoln's bed.

--Peter Fotopoulos

6374.
A nuclear war comes
Roaches, Twinkies, and the SPAM
Who lives the longest?

--Benjamin J. Kleinman

6375.
Decline of Romans
Not just due to lead in jars
Found SPAM recipe

--Benjamin J. Kleinman

6376.
Sun rises in East
Groggy people everywhere
Mistake SPAM for food

--Benjamin J. Kleinman

6377.
The advertising
It does not promise good food
Who buys the fam's SPAM?

--Benjamin J. Kleinman

6378.
Just SPAM in food world
Nutritionally bankrupt
Serve with Fred Flintstone

--Benjamin J. Kleinman

6379.
a gem among stones
a rare porcine treat, huzzah!
a vein in my SPAM!

--Michael Shreve, scott@ccnova.com

6380.
that sickly sweet smell
burnt hair, singed toenails, remind
one to check the SPAM

--Michael Shreve, scott@ccnova.com

6381.
Carnivorous NO!
Only meat from the ether
I'll only eat SPAM

--Michael Shreve, scott@ccnova.com

6382.
SPAMelope huddle
Mewling like kittens to be
Ground into delight

--Michael Shreve, scott@ccnova.com

6383.
Look into your black
secret place within your mind.
Hey! Looks like a SPAM!

--Michael Shreve, scott@ccnova.com

6384.
A mighty soldier
Posturing within his gel
SPAM quivers with rage

--Michael Shreve, scott@ccnova.com

6385.
here, SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM.
here, SPAM SPAMMY SPAMMY SPAM
here boy, here. good SPAM!

--avo lowe

6386.
three kings from far lands
came burdened with treasure; myrrh,
frankincense, and SPAM.

--avo lowe

6387.
combing jules verne's beard
after the exhumation:
SPAM proves time travel!

--avo lowe

6388.
snowmen weep to see
the sun melt their SPAM placed so
strategically.

--avo lowe

6389.
often SPAM would dream
of calm walks on shores of flesh
formed oblivion.

--avo lowe

6390.
The pigs are screaming
Now pinkly glistening wet
A frying pan wakes

--Clarise

6391.
Counting SPAM to sleep
Is tricky. Is a can one
Or one thousand pigs?

--Francis Heaney, fheaney@dcdu.com

6392.
He called for his pipe,
He called for his bowl, and he
Got stoned and ate SPAM.

--Francis Heaney, fheaney@dcdu.com

6393.
Red-faced, I admit
I forgot to eat dinner.
Now, cold SPAM on rye.

--Francis Heaney, fheaney@dcdu.com

6394.
New mascot for SPAM:
Hormelita! (Blatant grab
For taco market.)

--Francis Heaney, fheaney@dcdu.com

6395.
Dry summer grass drowns
When overwatered, as I
Retch from too much SPAM.

--Francis Heaney, fheaney@dcdu.com

6396.
Color like cow tongue
and probably tastes like dung;
to lick would be foul.

--Kirsten Reitter, kirrie1@aol.com

6397.
Cute little lambie?
Spring reveals other newborns
so much more spammy.

--Alex Lewin, lewin@al2.com

6398.
Oh, green eggs and SPAM,
I love my green eggs and SPAM.
Ye Gods! Ye lunchmeat!

--tim kennedy

6399.
I ask, "What's for lunch?"
"Ah, SPAM--the rest of the Pig,"
She says demurely.

--Robert S. Goodman

6400.
Soiled Parts Are Melanged
Strange Porcine Animal Mud
Sick People Ain't Missed

--Robert S. Goodman


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