sprint across the wire, follow my number, slide into my hand

  Rob's Amazing Poem Generator

Once again, as an escape from productive labor, I have resorted to programming. This one generates poetry. This poem was generated from http://frailty.org/blackboard/americanproblem.html.

http://frailty.org/blackboard/americanproblem.html

the accounts of black
Hair drove decisions. Thus,
machinery and secrets. It
represents a fear of Indian blood
lies a theme already implanted by
a long tradition, and their European
correspondents.
The American ideals
of passion also recognize that
they are truly beckoning
S, 16 to also kill pain
somehow. this concerns, in
all that Americans have
constantly smoked
marijuana, and political profit.