For you Wordsworth junkies out there. You know who you are. And here’s more Poet-Bot.
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i wandered lonely as a cloud, till poet bot found me thinking aloud, and i was suddenly filled with glee, knowing i’m in such jocund companyyyy.
three cheers for poet bot!
I would have thout the sum of the equation should have been
= A gay poet
(in the words of ol’ WW himself: “A poet could not but be gay,In such a jocund company…”)
I still can’t help but think Poet-Bot resembles a bullet. KA-POW!
And even in mathematical notation, isn’t this plagiarism? Or is Wordsworth open-source now?
So,,,, Poet-Bot is …gay?
Poetbot should do Karaoke. Especially if he is gay.
jocund is a funny word. it sounds a bit like jocular. i assume that’s what it means. i hope it doesn’t mean ‘fat droopy jowels’ or something, because that would change the whole meaning of a wordsworth poem for me.
Did you know they have Robots that will vacuum your floors now! WOW and WOW!
But is there a robot that will vacuum your floors while singing Karoke? That would be awesome.
I have one, but he only sings John Cougar.
Is it sad that I like that better than traditional poetry. 😛
turning and turning in a widening veer, the chicken cannot hear the chickeneer…
things cannot hold…the chickens breach the gates…and descend upon W.B. Yeats…
[contributed by my coworker Alex]
I can’t tell whether he is making fun of American language or trapping poet bot in American language. Either way its double talk. America’s biggest problem.
This angers and confuses me.
It’s supposta be for this William Wordsworth poem, i guess. I did not know this until Googled Wordsworth and clicked on Wikipedia and then messed around with the links….
I WANDERED LONELY AS A CLOUD
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars
that shine and twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
in such a jocund company:
I gazed – and gazed – but little thought
what wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
Until *I* Googled
I take great joy in knowing that this cartoon got some people to read Wordsworth. 🙂
Okay now go read Coleridge!