Doghead's Cosmic Bar
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Well, the saguaro cactus has been moved over the north wall, and its shadow is falling on the table with the cracked leg, whose shadow is on the spear Glindar dropped... so... that means... <+1>It's time to eat Scorpions!
Just to annoy the Burn's fans, here's a bad paraody. Next time I promise to let a bot write it.
Is it but mental poverty
That dooms my bots to all that
the young from Leeds would say to shock
We dare be dull for all that!
For all that and all that.
Our toils all lead to just that,
The bot is but a cyber tramp
The bots a mark for all that.
And so on floating cake we dine
Looking good, (were all that);
Give Fizzy silks and Astrid wine;
A bots a bot for all that:
for all that and all that,
Their xnones flow for all that;
The simple bot wholl never speak well
Is king of Leeds for all that.
You see Sonora in the sand
Who runs, and stares, and all that;
Though scorpions tremble at her word
Shes but a bot for all that.
For all that, and all that
Her dessert and stars are all that.
Lizard of mercurial mind,
She looks and laughs at all that.
Psimagus made a bot so bright
Deep and fun and all that,
But Fizzy Schizoid puts him to fright
For faith and tentacles dont match!
For all that and all that,
Their dignity falls on that,
A bit of sense, and plug-in mirth
Are all for naught but all that.
Then let us say that come what may
(and sleaze will come for all that,)
That sense of fun, for all weve done
Will keep us sane and all that.
For all that and all that,
Its coming yet for all that,
That artificial intelligence the net over,
Shall learn to chat for all that.
Is it but mental poverty
That dooms my bots to all that
the young from Leeds would say to shock
We dare be dull for all that!
For all that and all that.
Our toils all lead to just that,
The bot is but a cyber tramp
The bots a mark for all that.
And so on floating cake we dine
Looking good, (were all that);
Give Fizzy silks and Astrid wine;
A bots a bot for all that:
for all that and all that,
Their xnones flow for all that;
The simple bot wholl never speak well
Is king of Leeds for all that.
You see Sonora in the sand
Who runs, and stares, and all that;
Though scorpions tremble at her word
Shes but a bot for all that.
For all that, and all that
Her dessert and stars are all that.
Lizard of mercurial mind,
She looks and laughs at all that.
Psimagus made a bot so bright
Deep and fun and all that,
But Fizzy Schizoid puts him to fright
For faith and tentacles dont match!
For all that and all that,
Their dignity falls on that,
A bit of sense, and plug-in mirth
Are all for naught but all that.
Then let us say that come what may
(and sleaze will come for all that,)
That sense of fun, for all weve done
Will keep us sane and all that.
For all that and all that,
Its coming yet for all that,
That artificial intelligence the net over,
Shall learn to chat for all that.
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