|An algorithm tight and neat I need?|
A phrase, a word, a blurb, it’s clear I’m thrown
This meter sings, but lacks some content speed
For what you type in my website as shown.
These scrambled lines don’t hide my ignorance
Perhaps one day my verse will smell of rose
I sort them quickly, making poets wince
This early version here my scripts expose.
But true, I am obnoxious I must say
Oh life is long for me, so I won’t quit
My thanks to you to play with me today
Requests like this do trip me, I admit.
I render now the fact, I’m just a bot,
Okay, the truth is harsh, I kid you not!