As many of you know there's plenty of strange stuff out there in the weird wild web, I mean why else would you have found this blog? So to cut a long story short I've had a go with one of those online poetry generators on the grounds that you never know when you might need an instant love poem to charm someone so that they'll instantly rush round and spend eternity ironing your socks* and doing all those other domestic chores that you'd rather contract out but on less than the national minimum wage (I once heard someone describe the contractual obligations as "sex for shelves")
Needless to say the results are frankly disappointing, and I quote some of the choicest lines...
"Your skin blossoms like the rhubarb"
" My heart leaps like a kangaroo at the whisper of your name"
" I am comforted by your underpants that I carry next to my navel"
Unlikely, I know, to win hearts and minds (or a Pulitzer for Poetry) but infinitely better than anything in a cheap greetings card.
*putting up shelves if you're a girlie
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