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: One to sing and one to haul and one to heave me when I fall
- 2: This is what water, wind and time and toil reveal
- 3: We're the ones who stand here now, but many others will again
- 4: And the shrouds hum full of the gale of the grave and the keel goes out to the sea
- 5: Cormorant to rock, gulls from the storm
- 6: On the edge and off the avenue
- 7: Afghanistan banana stand
- 8: She was an excellent governess and a most respectable woman
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