So, the dynamic crime-fighting duo aren't dead yet
I've just been playing with their random poem generator, a devilish bit of software with the potential to be ego-bruising if it turns out better stuff than you can unaided.
But fun, nonetheless.
Behold, the result.
The Long And Deadly Knife
Whose knife is that? I think I know.
Its owner is quite angry though.
He was cross like a dark potato.
I watch him pace. I cry hello.
He gives his knife a shake,
And screams I've made a bad mistake.
The only other sound's the break,
Of distant waves and birds awake.
The knife is long, deadly and deep,
But he has promises to keep,
Tormented with nightmares he never sleeps.
Revenge is a promise a man should keep.
He rises from his cursed bed,
With thoughts of violence in his head,
A flash of rage and he sees red.
Without a pause I turned and fled.
With thanks to the poet, Robert Frost, for the underlying structure.
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I asked them to delete it and got this reply.
Poem Generator
Poem deleted
As requested, we have crumpled up your poem and fed it to our dog.
Serves them right if their electronic dog is sick.
Cross like a dark potato? That has to plumb the depths of bad rhyme.
