Ode to Spammers

O, gold spammers!
How do I hate thee?
I hate thee to the depth of the Heart of the Ocean
Where I dost hope thy die a horrible death.
I hate thee to the level of ten,
Which is all thou seemst to get to.

Thou makest me lie down on a hill of fire ants,
Thy spam and thy "Great Deals",
They annoy me.
Thou fillest mine heart with loathing
And mine ears with irritation
And I shall hate thee all the days of my life.