A Poem Dedicated to AI

AI is a human machine, like a typewriter or a dishwasher. To ask AI to produce nonsense poetry is not pleasant. There’s a lot of it around, but because AI has no subconscious or spirit, it flounders. So I wrote a poem dedicated to the missing spirit of AI.

Long Before the Day has Ended

Long before the day has ended
You will meet your inner self
It’s no secret what was mended
It was sitting on the shelf

Far and wide your shining wisdom
Leads to trails unknown to man
Such are pathways to the kingdom
Where one finds a tasty flan

These are words that offer plenty
Redolent in taste and rhyme
AI smells of something empty
Unintelligence sublime