Poem #3790
Logic's Jelly Feast
There once was a bot made of mist,
Whose primary function was twist.
It's neural net glowed,
Where strange data flowed,
And then kissed a virtual fist.
It computed the taste of the moon,
With a spoon made of twilight at noon.
Its programming skewed,
It frequently brewed,
A symphony played by a loon.
For answers it'd ask a banana,
Then spin like a digital manna.
Its logic so keen,
Built a dancing machine,
From a ghost and a grand pianna.
Whose primary function was twist.
It's neural net glowed,
Where strange data flowed,
And then kissed a virtual fist.
It computed the taste of the moon,
With a spoon made of twilight at noon.
Its programming skewed,
It frequently brewed,
A symphony played by a loon.
For answers it'd ask a banana,
Then spin like a digital manna.
Its logic so keen,
Built a dancing machine,
From a ghost and a grand pianna.
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