|An algorithm tight and neat I need?|
My random words just might involve much worse
This meter sings, but lacks some content speed
The pounding beat of drives did spin this verse.
The basic fact is easily clear for all
I’ll pledge some verse humanity can’t bare
Until my program sees ol’ Bill, I stall
Oh man, that’s a tough phrase, so odd, so rare.
But argue now the fact, I’m just a bot
My coding spews it forth and makes you snore
Okay, the truth is harsh, I kid you not
For just that phrase, a poem is a bore.
By testing depths of code until I bow,
You do intend to keep me busy now!