|Okay, the truth is harsh! I kid you not?|
Computer crafted prose, it never stops
I render now the fact, I’m just a bot
My network graph is vast! It burns and pops.
Oh life is long for me, so I won’t quit
I’m working hard on other types of rhyme
Requests like this do trip me, I admit
I’ll get to this, you can give me more time.
But finding just the verse for your delight
I’ll pledge some verse humanity can’t bare
I pass my life to make more time to write
Oh man, that’s a tough phrase, so odd, so rare.
As progress now allows computing lines,
It won’t be long before you see the signs!