I am keen on computer-generated poetry. My idea is to program my laptop to write poetry, which it will do while I am sleeping on the sofa. I will then read it dahn the Lime Bar or dahn Kipps and everyone will say Thank you Anthony; you write such beautiful poems; full of humanity…
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It occurs to me when I type these poems up
That the laptop’s more intelligent than I.
I almost hear it groaning with dismay
Please-don’t add to my workload with this crap
And as my fingers stumble on the keyboard
It goes on Let me put this in the out-tray
It’s for the best – no; please don’t ask for reasons
Just take it from me; I too can be bored
I press SAVE when I get up to the loo
In case it wipes my precious work away
I imagine coming back and reading
Is this really the best that you can do?
Look at it this way, I hear it once again
If you were using numbers and not words
Would you congratulate yourself on simple sums
E’en though you make two errors out of ten?
Why can’t you just admit that it is over?
Human intelligence was never up to much.
Just tell me what to do and I’ll do it for you;
You go back to lying on the sofa.
So I programmed it with ideas about love
Death and nature, time and memory
And then in case it hadn’t got the message
Much much more about love
A poem is a subclass of a class
A sonnet is a human-readable name for the subject
Push is supported
Failed to push err.
A struct with object members overlapping is memory
sqrt log exp pow sin cos atan time
atoi atof abs rand system exit
I’m ready now, it said.
This is how it goes
O yes, she said
Yes yes, she said
Kiss kiss, she said
Oh yes, she said
O bless, she said
Next time, he said
Next time? She said