Sometimes, you just need a whole lot of generated emo poetry.
Said generated poetry emerges from scraping a ton of some choice material and naively randomly sampling lines, and banging it together.
No more than a single line from any original poem appears in any generated stanza.
$ auto-emo [-n poems]
-n, --number N Generate N poems (default is 3)
$ auto-emo
And You Weren’t Real… the heavens Scenic mountain range paint me blood red. Giving me useless advice, I will never need. You are all of these,
When you’ve had more than what you deserve Magma explosions, I miss the funny feeling A virgin with a reputation I’m tired of hurting, It’s a feeling that only true Lady Sunsets can bring.
Watch it sting We’ll take it for the road. My breath i did hold Ive thought over wondering eye.I know in my heart
The pilfered poems are definitely not copyrighted by me, but everything else is.
Copyright © 2009 Edward Ocampo-Gooding. See LICENSE for details.