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Day 12: The Generator Prompt

The Generator Prompt 

In the year of ’21, it’s time to gamble.

1. Go to http://noemata.net/pa/titlegen/.
2. Click the button seven times to generate a title. This is the title of your poem.
3. Click the button seven times to generate another title. These words must appear within the body of your poem (not necessarily in the generated order).
4. Click the button seven times to generate a third title. These words must appear within the final line of your poem (not necessarily in the generated order).
5. Write the poem. (Remember to show us the hand you were dealt!)


Title 1: Greener Rendevouz of God
Title 2: Shape & Shape
Title 3: Study for Drunk Path

I couldn't fit in title 3. Not working out!

Greener Rendevouz of God

Somewhere, down in tree heaven,
Green angels gather at the usual den,
"How many did your human kill today?
Not more than mine, I pray."

"Hah, you wish, you've no clue.
Mine just managed to kill a cactus too!"
And so they sit around and often discuss,
About how we kill so many plants amongst us.

"My human bought a succulent plant.
And horror of horror, tried a transplant.
What will take him to get it in his head,
No matter what he does, his succulent is dead."

"This one lady I know scrolled on Instagram
And decided she wants the next best thing to a farm.
She attempted to grow a kitchen garden,
I only hope, for her sins, she gets a pardon."

"The only thing my human can grow,
Is a money plant that needs no show.
No matter what you do, this resilient plant never dies,
No water, no mud, this shape, that shape, the nature it defies."

In all my spying in green heaven, I learnt of a new twist,
I saw my photo on the Most Wanted Green List!
I have killed so many plants, they trust me no more.
If I buy one more plant, I am told I am done for.
















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