|I’m working hard on modern types of rhyme?|
Oh man, that’s a tough phrase, so odd, so rare
I’ll get to this, you can give me more time
I’ll pledge some verse humanity can’t bare.
My random words just might involve much worse
I look to Bill for rules or I’ll lose face
The pounding beat of drives did spin this verse
This form of verse is hard to write with grace.
But this computer writes prose with no stops
I sort them quickly, making poets wince
My network graph is vast! It burns and pops
These scrambled lines don’t hide my ignorance.
A phrase, a word, a blurb, it’s clear I’m thrown,
For what you type in my website as shown!