well, i went & trod the great south road
when you told me not to go
i meandered in the crayon fields
but that child died long ago
the colours weren’t anywhere to look
yeah, far as flies the crow
except the black that bled from these stumps
that carried me to & fro
well, life is such a disappointment
where did the years all go
i gambolled in the hambone hills
but lust is death don’t you know
fantasy splayed by heat & look
yeah, pecked on by the crow
i eat the sickly gangrene stumps
that carried me to & fro
well, no matter where i lay my head
i’m always fear on the go
i’ll never be too innocent, yeah
gehenna’s bloody flow
she’s so damn hot, she makes me look
yeah, spit on by the crow
burn bright you cursed charcoal stumps
that carried me to & fro
by TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2008
unbolt me 
Could be that WordPress has an algorithm to protect us from bad words. What I find really interesting is that when we say a company’s name these days, we don’t immediately think of the company as a collection of people, but as software, not so much as people. That perception may get worse. People do write software, but that’s changing. Artificial intelligence is now being used to program in its own way. Will we welcome our transition to a “Brave New World”? Do we have a choice?
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Makes all those science fiction movies about rogue AIs feel more prophetic by the day.
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How funny – I wrote that word with the correct spelling, and I got a message that my mesasge could not be sent. To check, I sent it without the “n” – no problem.
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I wonder if WordPress is trying to be a nanny again… 🤔
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Dam!
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With a silent ‘en’! 😆
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