Answer:
It is the electronic version of junk mail or a salty meat in a can.
There is someone, and there is always another, for without the other, there wouldn't be one
I march before armies, a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory, but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover, one-legged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.
You seek it out, when your hunger is ripe. It sits on four legs, and smokes a pipe.
If you spot one of these eastern warriors, they're not doing their job right.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?