Spam poetry has become a cliche, but this one was so good, it almost sounds like Beck lyrics:

"Now and then, a briar patch goes deep sea fishing
with a nation from a rattlesnake.
Any oil filter can compete with some scythe,
but it takes a real pit viper
to ridiculously bestow great honor upon a mastadon.
When a nuclear customer is paternal,
the flatulent avocado pit lazily recognizes a vaporized cowboy.
Most people believe that some turkey single-handledly
secretly admires a mortician, but they need to remember
how single-handledly a self-actualized avocado pit returns home."