Computer poetry

[md]

I ran across this poem and I thought I'd share it (and since it's not Haiku it needs a new thread)

fortune wrote:

Here I sit, broken-hearted,
All logged in, but work unstarted.
First net.this and net.that,
And a hot buttered bun for net.fat.

The boss comes by, and I play the game,
Then I turn back to net.flame.
Is there a cure (I need your views),
For someone trapped in net.news?

I need your help, I say 'tween sobs,
'Cause I'll soon be listed in net.jobs.

[cycro1234]

LOL! Nice.

lost in a world of digital images and information
each day drifting further into virtual thought
eyes exposed and blinded by flickering flashes
hopes and dreams dashed by artificial lights

[Neo]

Cornflake wrote:

I ran across this poem and I thought I'd share it (and since it's not Haiku it needs a new thread)

Actually here is a similar thread.
http://www.compsci.ca/v2/viewtopic.php?t=7301

[Hikaru79]

How about this classic gem?

Quote:

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I websurfed, weak and weary,
Over many a strange and spurious website of hot chicks galore,
While I clicked my fav'rite bookmark, suddenly there came a warning,
And my heart was filled with mourning, mourning for my dear amour.
'Tis not possible, I muttered, give me back my cheap hardcore! "”
Quoth the server, "404".

[Mazer]

Just curious, does anybody know how many quotes/stuff fortune has? I know there are loads but I just saw the exact poem cornflake posted a few days back.

[Martin]

At least 4. Less than 100 billion.

[md]

fortune has an absurd number of quotes, you gotta remember that it's like 30 years old... so a LOT of people have contributed