I am not sleeping enough to write thoughtfully about any of the things I would like to, good or bad. I just backed a Kickstarter from the Paleontological Research Institution because I think a stuffed plush Dunkleosteus is one of the nicest birthday presents I could give myself. The stack of library books beside my bed now contains a copy of Elizabeth Goudge's Green Dolphin Street (1944) and a matching DVD of the 1947 film is waiting on my desk because I have decided to do this thing to myself. It's true they aren't good, but I'm not actually sure these examples of AI-written poetry are Vogon-level bad; I've seen worse from teenagers who just discovered e.e. cummings.
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- 1: We can trace the lines they followed sixteen hundred years ago
- 2: But somehow the vital connection is made
- 3: Do you like tying knots in things?
- 4: There's always somebody downstairs
- 5: A lie you told to the maze I'm in
- 6: Wrote a scholar from the island that they kept from me
- 7: Many arms around the mast as your ship starts cracking
- 8: I do some of my best work in the British Museum
- 9: I made a deal with the devil, but I never got paid
- 10: How do you love? How do you solve the etiquette?
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