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SmokeyVW
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Registered: 06/13/06
Posts: 7157
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WriterBot
Sunday, August 05 2018 @ 03:29 PM CDT

from http://writerbot.com/lyrics

JACK WOUND
(An angry/boastful rock song)

Stands on his back as my lord
Jesus christ symbols of what you do
Out on an indian brave
Teacher bosses and the noise

Best I don't wanna
Know what I really you angeline
My my my my ev'rybody stamp
Feet and let's feed the fire

Skids better be quick jack wound
There instead of being broke, can't pay
The piper when the leaving birds fill
The emptiness we've found for a girl

Affair not just a lie you ended
Up so agonized no one to satisfy
My hungry eyes gonna have to change
My ways so bittersweet, he cuts

Skids better be quick jack wound
There instead of being broke, can't pay
The piper when the leaving birds fill
The emptiness we've found for a girl

Only one thing I went to vietnam
And jesus christ had his fake id
I knew him when he's around forked
Tongue make you walk away, yeah unskinny

Skids better be quick jack wound
There instead of being broke, can't pay
The piper when the leaving birds fill
The emptiness we've found for a girl
XMaramena
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Registered: 11/22/10
Posts: 655
Location: Arlesey, Bedfordshire, United Kingdom
 
Re:WriterBot
Sunday, August 05 2018 @ 04:48 PM CDT

We definitely need a writer bot challenge, this thing is hilarious
SmokeyVW
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Registered: 06/13/06
Posts: 7157
Location: N/A
 
Re:WriterBot
Sunday, August 05 2018 @ 06:51 PM CDT

Quote by: XMaramena
We definitely need a writer bot challenge, this thing is hilarious

an excellent idea!
J.A.Stewart
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Registered: 11/13/04
Posts: 4614
Location: Somewhere In Time, USA
 
Re:WriterBot
Monday, August 06 2018 @ 12:14 PM CDT

Quote by: SmokeyVW
Quote by: XMaramena
We definitely need a writer bot challenge, this thing is hilarious

an excellent idea!



Alright then!

Hot Harpoon
(A happy/mellow rock song)

To turn to wrong blinded
Time to see right from the devil
Angel's guise guess I never stopped believing
Never turn back the pages of a rat

Let it rock when the race begins
Grapevine I bet you're wondering
Paradise and I could to hold you tonight
I guess I'll have the strength

Can't be his muse may be rich man
And makes me feel hot
Harpoon like a thundercloud from the inside
So far away, I've been hurting

Many ways in but it's alright
Why would you like a change now
May be so free
She stands in a town

Can't be his muse may be rich man
And makes me feel hot
Harpoon like a thundercloud from the inside
So far away, I've been hurting

Life to you I've got to fight
Be there now you know we were sailing
Away in the empty halls and the song
That goes on in the red into green

Can't be his muse may be rich man
And makes me feel hot
Harpoon like a thundercloud from the inside
So far away, I've been hurting

MY LATEST: A demo version of my Work-In-Progress DAILY GRIND
SmokeyVW
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Re:WriterBot
Monday, August 06 2018 @ 04:45 PM CDT

"Never turn back the pages of a rat"

brilliant!
DWL
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Registered: 10/24/06
Posts: 1371
Location: Everywhere and nowhere baby ,
 
Re:WriterBot
Wednesday, August 08 2018 @ 08:53 AM CDT

I particularly like the Spanish bit

I want to smell you ......



The One Show Oh Hell
(A happy/mellow rock song)

We're incomplete alone, it's takin' my eye
You for mine hey, te quiero oler, ire
Por vos, ya sabes y donde sea, te
Encontrare altanero, demostrando personalidad por las calles va

Calling for your calls, you sweet talk me
Baby I forgot to say goodbye
Ain't no casanova, gonna come come on
Wanna see heaven tonight leave

The fear you made me strong and true
I live this life is too strong pay
Them no mind, oh you're the one
Show oh hell rock it stopped to turn

Out on the wings of my today's tomorrow
Is gone the streets into your heart
Baby what you think you're a lie
Imagination the ghost of time

The fear you made me strong and true
I live this life is too strong pay
Them no mind, oh you're the one
Show oh hell rock it stopped to turn

Skills to become something else, baby ooh
To heal my bodies destination a story
Reveal I feel but when it's dark
Night the fever and you're tryin' to figure

The fear you made me strong and true
I live this life is too strong pay
Them no mind, oh you're the one
Show oh hell rock it stopped to turn

Hanging in with the out crowd (All rights reserved)
MikeRobinson
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Registered: 08/29/11
Posts: 870
Location: Chattanooga, TN United States
 
Re:WriterBot
Wednesday, August 08 2018 @ 10:20 AM CDT

Way back when computers were still a curiosity, found in “the University computer center” and nowhere else, we had programs like Eliza which pretended to be a therapist.   You can, of course, easily find the source-code, and there are many web-sites which run variations of it to this day.   (It is still “curiously convincing.”)

We also had programs that would randomly generate structurally-correct sonnets.   (A highly-structured form of poetry.)

Unfortunately we didn’t have a program that would link a million random-number generator virtual-monkeys together to produce all the works of William Shakespeare . . .

All these years later, digital computers are still fun to play with.
mike_d
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Registered: 01/22/09
Posts: 308
Location: , of vocation is where I seem to be most of the time
 
Re:WriterBot
Wednesday, August 08 2018 @ 05:55 PM CDT

Thanks for sharing the link. Big Grin I do find the generators entertaining. I found this site with multiple generators and was having fun: https://www.poem-generator.org.uk

Master of Bowling
By Rufus McGiddy
A Metal Anthem

Faster than a rocket
Terrifying ghost
Enraged and like a docquet
He's half man and half corner post

Master of bowling I'm pulling your wagon
Twisting your words and smashing your pumpkins
Blinded by me, you can't see the volkswagen
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you yelp
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you yelp
Master
Master

Two is the number of the ghost.

A hairy villain nestled somewhere in time
A scary monster - no warnings, no signs
Judgment day and the a smelly smelly foot arrives
Eventually, they all commit crimes

The pumpkins went SMACK, there was no use turning back
'Cause I just had to see, was a ghost watching me?
In the mist the words twist
Was all this swell, or just some kind of hell?

Two is the number of the ghost.

Is it the end, my friend?
Master you're going 'round the bend
Half man and half corner post
No, no, please, no
Two ... two


Then I tried the sonnet generator:
Ode to the Shrimp
A Sonnet by Rufus McD

My tasty shrimp, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you cook, smell and peel,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the fair flywheel.

Let me compare you to an awesome bay?
You are more pleasing and more amazing.
Cute breeze flaps the happy dancers of May,
And the springtime has the blazing phrasing.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your square cocktail sauce and breading.
Thinking of your sweet flavor fills my days.
My love for you is the astute threading.


Now I must away with a drastic heart,
Remember my clear words whilst we're apart.

If I can't fix it, it ain't broke
SmokeyVW
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Posts: 7157
Location: N/A
 
Re:WriterBot
Wednesday, August 08 2018 @ 06:44 PM CDT

 
MikeRobinson
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Posts: 870
Location: Chattanooga, TN United States
 
Re:WriterBot
Thursday, August 09 2018 @ 11:53 AM CDT

I think that we’ve just stumbled upon “where every modern-day pop song lyric actually comes from!”