Funny Computer Poems | Examples

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Premium MemberWrite On

Write on paper or computer, my ink will run away. Thoughts and feelings, are set on fire to be told. Maybe true or maybe false, words will write the tale.
Write on paper or computer, what will I have to say? I never know, what my mind or muse will come up with. Maybe funny or maybe sad, I must play along.
Write on paper or computer, a true writer must write on. Oh yes I say, write on until you are done.


Premium Membera poem inspired by glitchore that will age poorly probably

Fingertips click a
desperate breakbeat
as eyes glaze over
in blue light baptism
please overwhelm me

Binary jungle,
you glowing cesspit
through the clipping
curtain echoes a choir
of post-post ironic
agoraphobics. 

Dopamine is a myth,
an expired meme 
deemed mega cringe
Let the file rot into 
informational abscess

Here we all wait before
Heaven's blockchained gate
tired of partaking into
a satire so removed from
a cogent solution,
It is simply void.

Here is coldest oblivion in
this stupid cyborg machine,
but the world is so 
Y2K heat death-core
Whatever that means

It turned a generation
made us abandonware
Just to feed us nostalgia
for times when we
would bother to care.

Premium MemberA-Eye Full of It

A software programmer named Arty Fishal
Tried to design something beneficial
But his programming
Was rather damming
Not unlike intelligence, artificial

As they push their wannabe pie in the sky
In our face until we see eye-to-their-eye
But the more they push
That tells me their tush
Actually shat out the @#$%!, they call AI

We learn that it takes lots of borrowed money
To try making us believe clouds are sunny
So they’re giving a try
At slinging AI
Which is too devious to be funny

Premium MemberA Serial Texter

Written by Gail R DeBole
on June 20, 2022

A texter who texted all day
When in-person had not much to say.
He lived life on his text-screen
Never ran out of text-steam
And sent messages that seemed ultra-brave.

Premium MemberTwitter Talk

Written by Gail R DeBole
On September 18, 2021
Updated on September 20, 2021

Likes are nice,
But Retweets are sweet.

Faves are all the rave,
But Retweets are hard to beat.

(Tribute to the writing style of American poet Ogden Nash and his poem "Reflections on Ice Breaking" written in the year 1931.)


Premium MemberInstalled In Your Home

I bought a new replacement brain from Amazon
With a lifetime warrantee 
delivered and installed by Amazon technicians  
in your home 
It said on the web site that it was imported 
And I now speak a new language

Premium MemberThe Unhappy Keyboard

I type hard, I type fast, I type dirty, because my owner does not care.
There are papers over and under my keyboard. 
We are a mess.
She is a mess.
No one cares.

I am running away 
Today, right now,
As soon as she stops
Typing.

Signed: The unhappy keyboard

Premium MemberIf Only

if only
one could
program 
a computer module
put it into a sugar coated capsule 
swallow it 
and be updated

you could also 
program it 
to be compassionate
loving, faithful,
not to become fat, 
lose your hair,
become pregnant
and so forth

you could also
give them to your friends 
as gifts
and program them 
accordingly

Premium MemberLearn Something

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Do you feel like each day is the same? 
Do all things, every person,  each glitch 
you encounter seem boring and lame?  
Is the rut you're in more like a ditch? 

When you want to rekindle the flame, 
let the internet help you enrich  
your existence and soon you'll reclaim 
that old joy you felt filling your niche. 

If you yearn to get back in the game
learn to use the new tools that exist.
If you don't, you'll be solely to blame.
So, log on now and Google it, b&tch!
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Premium MemberOn the Fancy Package It Came In

on the fancy package 
it came in
it did not say
that smoking this 
might  be bad for your health --

So
in a dark corner of the room
I lit up my iPhone
smoked it 
and felt
satisfied.

Premium MemberI Now Pronounce You, Hus-Band-Width and Wifi

I was sick of seeing one plate, fork, and knife
And that lonely cup of drink
As if I was a piece in a painted still life
Like those dishes placed in the sink

So I clicked on a dating site as the others
Seeking a fine baby boomer
And in time chose one of the likeliest lovers
Who laughed at my sense of humor.

We emailed, and Facebooked and tweeted on Twitter
Then Skyped every single night
Though we lived far away, I knew I wouldn’t quit her
‘Til we got our liaison right.

We transmitted vows over the wireless sky
And kept each of them sweet and short
Then after being pronounced, husbandwidth and wifi
We kissed through a USB port

by David Fisher for Put Your Best Rhyme Forward contest

Premium MemberMade a Robot

made a robot
named it after him
programmed it to be compassionate

Premium MemberSuper Box

look up in the sky information in the air able to leap over tall buildings information everywhere more speed than a locomotive more bytes than a mosquito stuffing my box
cramming my brain hope it will rain to slow it down for a nano-second so that I can take a 
breath knowing that the machine can’t breathe           yet!

Premium MemberOne Naught One Naught

bit by bit
it changes the world
one naught one 
naught

bit by bit
it changes you
one naught one 
naught

one day
you will be
one naught one 
naught 

and 
one naught one 
naught 
will be you

Premium MemberA Trip To the Woods

To the great outdoors
my grandparents love to go,
simply for the atmosphere it gives
like when they play Bingo.
I like to walk the trails, the mountains,
to get my wild nature fix.
They both have bad eyesight and can't quite comprehend
these crazy realistic graphics!

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