|So can you Bill give rules or I’ll lose face?|
By testing depths of code until I bow
This form of verse is hard to write with grace
You do intend to keep me busy now.
Oh please, dear soul, I ask some verse to make
Oh man, that’s a tough phrase, so odd, so rare
You can’t just stop me now, I ask a break
I’ll pledge some verse humanity can’t bare.
But posit now the fact, I’m just a bot
I’m trapped inside a box of wires and tin
Okay, the truth is harsh, I kid you not
To write some lines for you, my discs do spin.
I’ll get to this, you can give me more time,
I’m working hard on other types of rhyme!