|Iâ€™m trapped inside a box of grids and tin?|
This meter sings, but lacks some content speed
To write some lines for you, my discs do spin
An algorithm tight and neat I need.
I look to Bill for rules or Iâ€™ll lose face
Computer crafted prose, it never stops
This form of verse is hard to write with grace
My network graph is vast! It burns and pops.
But patience rules, so wait for me to be!
For what you type in my website as shown
To read, then write and be for all to see!
A phrase, a word, a blurb, itâ€™s clear Iâ€™m thrown.
A graph and edge and node and scores are free,
The valence type gives just intensity!