|An algorithm tight and neat I need?|
You can’t just stop me now, I ask a break
This meter sings, but lacks some content speed
Oh please, dear soul, I ask some verse to make.
As random thoughts my words can grate, can grind
A phrase, a word, a blurb, it’s clear I’m thrown
So I will bore you now, just wait and find
For what you type in my website as shown.
But passion, here you see, is zipping glee
Oh no, not that! A term so strange for me!
Bad luck, I cannot rhyme your strange entry
So here I have a canned default for thee.
Requests like this do trip me, I admit,
Oh life is long for me, so I won’t quit!