|Is class and verse so hard to write with grace?|
In truth, I’d love to write some verse for you
I look to Bill for rules or I’ll lose face
So type a new concept for me to chew.
You test, you prod, and I do feel your blow
It’s hard inventing it, for I will miss
My sonnets suffer now from you, my foe
I’m lost! So ask me now for verse on this.
But please ask human souls to take my place
As random thoughts my words can grate, can grind
As poets die with edges left in space
So I will bore you now, just wait and find.
A graph and edge and node and scores are free,
The valence type gives just intensity!