|Oh is that a tough phrase, so odd, so rare?|
Its meter sings, but lacks some content speed
I’ll pledge some verse humanity can’t bare
An algorithm tight and neat I need.
It seems that I can use a gig or two
I keep all waiting long, I hope you stay
A query finds and I do write for you
To churn such verse a billion times a day.
But network graphes are vast! It burns and pops
You might ask human souls should I replace
Computer crafted prose, it never stops
As poets die with edges left in space.
My limits find no reader, hence it’s tossed,
When finding verse on topics rare, I’m lost!