The Automatic Poetry Generator creates um... poetry, automatically.
That's it, actually.
Here's the poem I got:
All Rabid Beneath the Clouds.
We are sensuous on the mist, I summon fragments under the air.
Repent! The night has gone, Evil and huge beyond the bullshit.
You battle mammoth men on the water. Be aware! The vision is born.
All rabid beneath the clouds, We meet evil weirdness on the sea.
Awaken! The fun is coming, fading slowly, an empty address book.
For whose sake the hero come singing in a different light.
(via Jasonspage.net)
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domingo, 8 de janeiro de 2006
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