Strange Spam...

Everyday when I get to work I have like 3 or 4 of these in my inbox. They are freaking me out...

the vale of death.
exuberance is beauty.

where our table with cherries and nuts is spread the just man into barren climes. joy is my name, -

on broken wing, dips, wheeling round! sick am i of these changes, too; 0! father & mother, if buds are nip'd;

enough! or too much
there\'s a deathless hush one law for the lion & ox is oppression

I mean WTF, I gotta get IT in here I guess...but part of me will miss them. I keep thinking one day one will open my eyes like an epiphany from the beyond.