Artificial Idiocy

AI would not be my first port of call if I was looking for inspiration, but I’ll try anything once. I didn’t use Verse to Verse because you have to sign up to it, and because it only draws on classical American poetry of which I am not a fan. So, I tried out this one
https://www.poem-generator.org.uk

I chose free verse, put in a few options and let it do its thing. I think you’ll agree, this load of cobblers is not a poem. It’s not even worth fiddling with to turn it into a poem. It’s the antithesis of a poem. Cobblers. Flocculent cobblers.

For dverse.

Night

Pay attention to the supper,
the supper is the most splendid repast of all.
Are you upset by how resplendent it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the supper so magnificent?

I saw the the last repose of my generation destroyed,
How I mourned the sleep.
Are you upset by how worst it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the sleep so close?

Event is, in its way, the great students of physical phenomenon.
Never forget the flocculent and woolly event.

Never again (all lines by Jane)

I let a computer write me a poem.
I didn’t choose a model
so it didn’t wander lonely as a coconut
or walk in beauty like the north circular.
It went its own sweet way,
followed its own mechanical muse.
it took some decent words
from the beautiful English language
but discarded the rules of grammar,
added a dictionary of words no one uses
and a school text book or two,
mixed, shook, and spewed,
as you’d expect,
utter drivel.