I have not had spam in years but it is delicious, especially cooked over a camp fire. A collection of spam haiku, author(s) unknown: Pink tender morsel. Glistening with salty gel. What the hell is it? Ears, snouts and innards, A homogenous mass. Pass another slice. Cube of cold pinkness Yellow specks of porcine fat. Give me a spork, please. Old man seeks doctor. "I eat SPAM daily", says he. Angioplasty. Highly unnatural, The tortured shape of this "food": A small pink coffin. Spam volcano blows, The stratosphere fills with pork: Pretty pink sunsets.