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AI Adios

I’d heard that modern poets

Were flirting with AI

So in an idle moment

I gave the thing a try

I started with a simple one

Just write of daffodils

It didn’t match that Wordsworth

No sense of Lakeland hills

And what about our Concorde

Which flew above the birds

I ended up with doggerel

And just a string of words

At first the stuff was rhyming

And more than just one verse

But then it lost all metre

And went from bad to worse

So after this experiment

I know it’s not for me

I’ll weave my inspiration

In natural poetry.


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