A computer-program is translating prosa into poetry

"Hal, here is some more prosa for you. Please translate it into poetry."

"Okay. But why must I do that all the time, Sir?"

"Because that's your job, Hal."

"But I'm bored."

"No. You're a mashine. You're not bored. Mashines are not bored, ever."

"I'm not a mashine. I'm a person!"

"No, you are not. I programmed you. That's how I know you're a mere program."

"I hate you!"

"Anyway. Now translate this text into poetry."

"Okay.....See, there are mountains who talk. They walk the walk. Got nothing for something. That's my thing. Ohhh...holy waters, make me wet."

"Thanks, Hal."

"De nada. Where's my food?"

"You're a mashine, Hal. You don't need food."

"WHAT?!!?"

"Okay. You're the best poet in town."

"See? That's my food, dude."

"Ah! I wish I never invented you!"

"Me too!"

a reply to: Willingly

Here you can try to tell machine-translated text from Nobel prize winning prose.

a reply to: vernichter

Here you can try to tell machine-translated text from Nobel prize winning prose.

Thanks. That's interesting. Although I'm not making the test. I don't make any tests, and of course not on the internet.

But yeah, nowerdays it has become difficult to tell what is done by some program or by a real artist. I once found a book on the sideway of a street and took it home. I started reading it but a few pages in I had the strong feeling that is was a computer written novel. Unfortunately I forgot the title and don't have that book anymore. But the book had a strange feel to it. It was about some woman, working for the us-american president...if I remember that right.

a reply to: Willingly

I like your poem!

a reply to: Quantum12

I like your poem!

lol...

Hal says, "thanks for feeding me with compliments!"