Instant Poem
The electric current in my brain fused
Couldn’t find the words to make poetry or my muse
Switched on the AI generator
Presto “Instant poem” became the corroborator
The judges on the poetry soup
Didn’t know it was a well-planned coup
POTD award I stealthily stole
Now how do we catch the burrowing mole
Copyright © Venetia Crasta | Year Posted 2024
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