They didn't have much trouble teaching the machine to write poems: first they turned him on, then plugged in the keyboard (the text editor was already o

They didn't have much trouble teaching the machine to write poems: first they turned him on, then plugged in the keyboard (the text editor was already open). Then Dr. Bluespire leaned over his shoulder and typed in to the command line: "You look like a god sitting there. Why don't you try writing something?" adapted from Teaching the Ape to Write Poems by James Tate real poem here: http://www.tnellen.com/cybereng/poetry/ape.html http://www.tnellen.com/cybereng/poetry/ape.html