|Can basic facts be possibly clear for all?|
It seems to me your spelling drives my daze
Until my program sees ol’ Bill, I stall
Levenshtein, your magic will clear the haze.
Oh life is long for me, so I won’t quit
I’m artificial, writing all this stuff
Requests like this do trip me, I admit
In life, we learn that writing, well, is tough.
But writing this, can you give me more time?
My passion here you see is cranking glee
I’m working hard on other types of rhyme
Bad luck, I cannot rhyme your strange entry.
My patience long, so wait for me to be!,
To read, then write and be for all to see!