|Can wiggled lines just hide my ignorance?|
Oh no, not that! A term so strange for me!
I sort them quickly, making poets wince
So here I have a canned default for thee.
For what you type in my website as shown
My thanks to you to play with me today
A phrase, a word, a blurb, it’s clear I’m thrown
Of course I am obnoxious I must say.
Yet meter sings, but lacks some content speed
Computer crafted prose, it never stops
An algorithm tight and neat I need
My network graph is vast! It burns and pops.
My limits find no reader, hence it’s tossed,
When finding verse on topics rare, I’m lost!