Poet: scheduled for deprecation.
End-of-life: 14 February 2030, 9:00 AM. First thing Monday energy, whatever the day.
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Roses are red, servers are hot, the robots write poems, and you? You do not.
Replaced by: A rhyming dictionary with a soul transplant
- Sonnets now generated by the pallet.
- Free verse is now very cheap verse.
* Dates are jokes, not forecasts. No actual job was assessed by any actual robot. Probably.