Spam-Ku

There is something about Spam haiku ... it just makes my day a little brighter. A little pinker.



I was first introducted to Spam haiku by Kim, who was my manager at IEM. It was my first day of work. She was showing me how to access the company intranet on my computer, when, out of the blue, she called up a site that offered such pearls of poetry as these:



Blue can of steel

what promise do you hold?

salt flesh so ripe



Can of metal, slick

soft center, so cool, moistening

I yearn for your salt



and who dares mock Spam?

you? you? you are not worthy

of one rich pink fleck



Grotesque pinkish mass

In a blue can on a shelf

Quivering alone



Like some spongy rock

A granite, my piece of Spam

In sunlight on my plate



What do you do when, on your first day at your new job, your new boss interrupts your training session to share Spam haiku with you?



Hmmm ...



You think to yourself, "I'm gonna like this job!"



And I did.



So, without further ado ... (drum roll) ... here's the Spam Haiku site, for your enjoyment.