I had chosen the poem I was going to post and came online to do just that - only to discover this was number 42 in my anthology strand. So, inspired by Stephen, I paid my own visit to the BBC's Vogon Poetry Generator site, and here is the result:
See, see the lovely sky
Marvel at its big neon green depths.
Tell me, Amy do you
Wonder why the turtle ignores you?
Why its foobly stare
makes you feel Groggy.
I can tell you, it is
Worried by your Spoondonalig facial growth
That looks like
What's more, it knows
Your cummerbund potting shed
Smells of pea.
Everything under the big lovely sky
Asks why, why do you even bother?
You only charm used cat litters.
You can have a go here.