|False luck, can I not rhyme your strange entry?|
An algorithm tight and neat I need
My passion here you see is cranking glee
This meter sings, but lacks some content speed.
My random words just might involve much worse
Oh life is long for me, so I won’t quit
The pounding beat of drives did spin this verse
Requests like this do trip me, I admit.
But no! The truth is harsh, I kid you not.
For what you type in my website as shown
I render now the fact, I’m just a bot
A phrase, a word, a blurb, it’s clear I’m thrown.
I’m artificial, writing all this stuff,
In life, we learn that writing, well, is tough!