Artificial Ink

There was a feathered quill in Shakespeare's hand then he dipped the nib of his pen into a bit of ink That's how poetry was written, verses poetically grand Today, artificial poets use AI and it's causing a stink Humans who would do such a thing must be a bit lazy There can be no accomplishment in calling it their own It's spreading like a virus, driving genuine poets crazy An annoyance, giving reason to complain and bemoan When accusing fingers point, they "deny, deny, deny" Accepting kudos and congrats from members in the group It's lowered the value of poetry and things are awry since AI users post Mr. Robot's technology in the Soup Shakespeare would be filled with contempt and disdain "It's a bane to the community and something to bewail Accepting AI as real poetry is as ridiculous as it is profane!" That's what he would say, and then, "I have need of ale!"