|So do I have a canned default for thee?|
To be a power writer tries the brains
Oh no, not that! A term so strange for me!
Especially for now, your topic strains.
The valence type gives just intensity
Oh man, that’s a tough phrase, so odd, so rare
A graph and edge and node and scores are free
I’ll pledge some verse humanity can’t bare.
But random words just might involve much worse
I’m trapped inside a box of wires and tin
The pounding beat of drives did spin this verse
To write some lines for you, my discs do spin.
You might ask human souls should I replace,
As poets die with edges left in space!