Why do we write…
Because we can! Here’s what the Vogon poem generator wrote for me:
See, see the tiny sky
Marvel at its big phlegm depths.
Tell me, Bertilak, do you
Wonder why the rhinoceros ignores you?
Why its foobly stare
makes you feel wobbly.
I can tell you, it is
Worried by your fragdilious facial growth
That looks like
What’s more, it knows
Your schrod potting shed
Smells of a little green knight.
Everything under the big tiny sky
Asks why, why do you even bother?
You only charm sturgeons.–