411: Spam Poetry-- Revered Freight Train

It's time for another installment of one of our patented blog innovations, Spam Poetry, where we compose a stirring ode solely from the subject lines of our junk emails. This little ditty is called "Revered Freight Train." Why? The Muse of the spam folder didst ordain it.

Revered freight train
Frustrating bowling ball
Anything else you need

I can help u out

Partakers, they the remnant of the commandment

Were to pass, after the Lord miry clay, upon whom do not
Be turned and bring again then the eyes, may give unto her

Husband. And gold, From the law and I will?

With bauxite go power

For this was carried into the young people, shall be time,

Which is bundle

ye have also are all the Horites, the land also.