I got bored and I decided to try one of those poem generators. Here is how bad they turn out.
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Once upon a midnight romantic
It threw its ghost against the cares
While I pondered, carnal and frantic
I threw my pleasure upon the floor
Take thy maintenance from out my heart
That moment my soul grew unconsummated
Back to my memories hating
All my soul within me eliminating
Of spends that are initiating
The troubles came creating
I awoke and flung the observance
Take thy enforcement from out my heart
To warn me about the keeping
All my soul within me sweeping
I felt compelled to sniff the sorrows
I have dreamed of the registers
And its eyes have all the heart
Suffering - suffering - suffering!
And the misery was buffering
Death shall bring directories
I have dreamed of the celebrations
They are perfumed from unseen adaptations
In there stepped a demoniacal fondness
In there stepped an unnameable 'festa'
Back into my memories spiting
I have dreamed of the toasts
An echo murmured back the word, 'pulse!'
The persistent position pepping
That tempestuous ceremony - that tempestuous ceremony
Through which came loving, loving, loving
That moment my soul grew neurotic
It was mitotic
Take thy romantic from out my heart
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My Poem Book
PoetryA bunch of poems that I felt like posting. Some sad and some will be happy. Just take it word per word as I wrote them. This story will not be complete in any way until I think that there are enough inside for me to make a second book. Until then ha...
