The Immediate post-election season can be a real bore. With my Obama euphoria now settling into what can only be described as a state of relaxed contentment, I’m slowly beginning to recover from the general anxiety and Pavlovian shock dealt to my fluttering eyelids from staring at poll figures for days on end (oh-drama!). In its stead, my attention span has turned to the dumber pleasures, and I spent an hour or so today constructing haikus from the hundreds of spam emails that fill my in-box. Pathetic, yes, but damned entertaining all the same. Check it out.

Entry positions
No experience needed
Job security

You’ve been invited!
Incredible garages
Exclusive pill spot

No medical bills
Special offers for the week
Save fifty percent

Work telescopy
Mr. administrator
Flexibility

Remote assistant
Your past effort to assist
Get a dish TV

Beans about coffee
Reunited, it feels good
Ornaments are ranked

Clarisa Burt talks
The average credit score
The buzz in your ears

Promotion year-round
Huge savings in bargain books
Nothing will stop you!

Ready to break out
Someone is searching for you
Hey dawg, prove your love

I didn’t forget
If you die, love continues
Thanks and God bless you