|Are network arcs so vast? They burn and pop!|
An algorithm tight and neat I need
Computer crafted prose, it never stops
This meter sings, but lacks some content speed.
These scrambled lines don’t hide my ignorance
A phrase, a word, a blurb, it’s clear I’m thrown
I sort them quickly, making poets wince
For what you type in my website as shown.
But graphes and nodes and lines and scores are free
Oh no, not that! A term so strange for me!
The valence type gives just intensity
So here I have a canned default for thee.
My coding spews it forth and makes you snore,
For just that phrase, a poem is a bore!