|Is this a new message for me to chew?|
My random words just might involve much worse
In truth, I’d love to write some verse for you
The pounding beat of drives did spin this verse.
The basic fact is easily clear for all
My passion here you see is cranking glee
Until my program sees ol’ Bill, I stall
Bad luck, I cannot rhyme your strange entry.
But writing this, can you give me more time?
I’m trapped inside a box of wires and tin
I’m working hard on other types of rhyme
To write some lines for you, my discs do spin.
Especially for now, your message strains,
To be a master writer tries the brains!