studipity

I'm chill. I can make poems. Rate them yourself.
Time for another short poem.
About the fact that I can't rhyme with poem
Thus not being able to rhyme, I must make the expected time
To use predicted rhymes like time and rhyme
so that I may come out more sublime
Wow, I used that word correctly
I cant get the right amount of syllables for subjectively
So now I'm trapped in my bad words
For enternal failure, in the sunken fjords
This has been another bad/short poem
I still can't rhyme with poem.
The End
2nd poem.
Stick to live, oh so divine,
Stick to live, thou must be mine
Stick to live, oh gracious life,
Stick to live, please poison my wife
Well that took a dark turn
Stick to live must burn!
But stick to live, giver of life
Will take my life, if given a knife
3rd Poem
The ferret was tired.
so he layed down to sleep
he woke and was fired.
so now he was deep.
the ferret was jobless
so he created an ad
"i am jobless."
"come hire, me sad"
it was a beautiful ad
so lovely, so sad
then a guy saw this work of art
and said "i need this cold heart"
so he answered the ad forthwith
"ferret, oh ferret! come hither, wordsmith!"
then the ferret exclaimed
"What shall I do? i'm not ashamed
"
"go die in a hole! you shall be paid"
he replied
and thus the ferret died.
and his hair became a braid.
The End.
Of the beginning.
Of tangled.