this came to the "service" mailing list when I used to work at FTP:

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From djs@mailserv-B.ftp.com Thu Mar 24 12:18:45 1994
To: service@ftp.com
Subject: mail list
From: djs@ftp.com  (dave salizzoni)
Reply-To: djs@ftp.com
Cc: mason@ftp.com


Please, oh honorable, venerable, and mighty mailmonster!
Do not eat this, you humble servant! Nor let it displease your just
and righteous countenance to refrain from loosing the sublimest of
indignant flames from the most holy sepulchre contained within the
darkening pit of your mighty maw, whose blackened recesses house
an abyss so deep and wide that no utterance can provide it a name!
Let not this unworthy request darken your noble visage!

Honor my humble request and bless our simple group, e'en though
flatulent, turgid, and yes, bulbous of nose we may be! A piffling
mail list would bring joy to our aged and honor to those who
do serve your name with a disposition most felicitous!

If it please you, may it be called "consulting", and may its
members comprise:


	djs
	mason
	mrf
	jrw@wco
	peter@wco


If eat one of us you must, let the glory fall on one named "mason",
a spiritual treasure whose name would be revered for all time
in the halls of our ancestors as one whose anguish-dimmed eyes beheld
the glory of your worship as he plunges into eternal night! May his
writhing flesh adorn only the most inspired of your culinary exploits!
May his liver go well with garlic, rosemary, shiitake mushrooms, and
a bottle of chianti! May his agonized soul be captivated by the hellish
wonderland prepared for those whose earthly exploits were but a single
burnished note in the infinite golden song of your praise!
Huzzah! Huzzah! Huzzah!


..........


(Caffeine? Me? Why do you ask?)