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
A pesto.
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.
Andrew
2 comments:
I'm sure I wouldn't be the first to think that Lewis Carroll comes to mind.
As good/bad as mine!
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