|Nigel resorts to poetry|
I have reached the conclusion that prose is not an effective medium for communicating with your type. So I have developed an alternative strategy:
An envelope in my system tray
An Outlook beep on a working day
I seize the mouse in resignation
I know I won't want this information.
I asked myself, "I wonder what is this?
An ad for a potion to enlarge my *****?
Or perhaps it's not. In fact, I'll bet
It's another chance to take on some debt."
It's even worse: how can this be true?
It's catastrophic drivel from you.
The fable itself is mawkish and trite
the moral is obvious: it offers no insight.
As a fairy tale it just takes the piss
The Brothers Grimm did better than this!
It's infecting the net like AIDS or the flu
And who is to blame? Well, let's start with you.
Cut just one link and the chain's incomplete.
You don't have to Forward. You can Delete!
Will all your friends appreciate this tale?
Or just those who're gay and/or female?
Pass this message on to 7 people except you and me, and by tomorrow, 7 people will be royally pissed off with you.
The chain email looked like this:
So what is behind the story?
Do you know what the word FAMILY means?
Pass this message to 7 people except you and me. You will receive a miracle tomorrow.
For less creative methods of dealing with chain email, see Blinman.com