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David Foster Wallace + Dr. Seuss

MeterMap | Select clauses from the complete works of David Foster Wallace, mapped to the meter of Yertle the Turtle by Dr. Seuss

The mug has a hair-thin brown crack down one side, A skinny dog at his side, half in profile. According to Taylor's use of the word can, And his thoughts had drifted all over the place, Bent over and felt the wet grass with his hand. But I don't really know anything about it. I'm not sure whether they're called hoofs or feet on swine. Handcuffed to the corpse of his malevolent foe, Since for him it would be at worst somewhat dull. His legs look like he's about to wet himself. It seemed like it had to have been a bad sign, Often I was forced to avert my eyes from him, So fiercely as to incline us to say 'false.' According to Taylor's use of the word can, But I don't really know anything about it. The kind you have to convert and cook up yourself, Is identical to those worst dreams' form itself: Would refute fatalism with respect to the past, Or between false and self-contradictory ones, He spoke very little, just sat up with me. The bad ankle hasn't ached once this whole year. The mist of the pool's too-clean smell is in your eyes; This is awful news.' Instead of getting sick, Needs something to make himself dark, in the game. But that's not what I mean by driving the scene. Feminine past participle of dare, That either Q or Q must fail to occur. Would refute fatalism with respect to the past, Taylor has not engaged in linguistic reform. He kept asking them what they were afraid of. For just three weeks' rental of anything foreign. Though it's hard to figure out just what they're doing, And the burly guys manning the road's barricades. That either Q or Q must fail to occur. He'd mentioned the child-actor's name over and over. The sort of man who stands in one place all day. But born in the hated-by-you Ottawa, You are merely going with some cosmic flow. You are merely going with some cosmic flow. He talks on the phone at the office a lot. He spoke very little, just sat up with me. His police lock protruding into empty air, Mutton stuffed with foie gras, double chocolate rum cake. What matters, alas, is what this eros wrought. He kept asking them what they were afraid of. It seemed like it had to have been a bad sign, You just sit there and listen as hard as you can, I wouldn't want to go overboard with this thing, The whine of no real sleep for maybe five days, I could tell just by looking you weren't happy. Can we talk about it before you react? She's coming to Cleveland next Friday, it says. It's just before serious harvesting starts, Is there anything to say on this subject? Which at this age isn't that far behind them.' Though it's hard to figure out just what they're doing, You can tell it's spooky down here in the summer, The chasm he opened between her and I. You don't want her facial reaction described. He spoke very little, just sat up with me. And it rolls down the floor of the subway, The dead fields' total snow like a well-ironed sheet, The sense is ever so slightly sad. Because I allegedly have a disease? Because I allegedly have a disease? I don't really drink alcoholic stuff much, We've been at it maybe an hour and half, I go Fucking hang up on me why don't you, And apologized for interrupting his work, Hard dangerous spirals of brittle black hair.

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MeterMap

MeterMap maps clauses from a text corpus onto the metrical structure of a poem.

The software works by parsing every clause and sentence in the input corpus for meter using the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary, parsing every line in the poem, and then finding clauses from the input corpus that match the meter of each line in the poem.

Using the Pattern library's sentiment analysis tool, clauses can be selected based on sentiment to create moody negative poems, uplifting positive ones, or anything in between. You can even cycle back and forth between positive and negative sentiment.

Rhyming tools are included as well, although that part of the software especially remains a work in progress.

The software works best with a large text corpus to draw clauses from, and a file containing the complete works of Charles Dickens is included in the GitHub repo.

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manuscript, fire, dome, labyrinth

>> sample_tags = ["manuscript", "fire", "dome", "labyrinth"] >> print '\n\n'.join(make_ngram_sentences(sample_tags))

Over the fire, studying I have a manuscript, k, a fighting manuscript translation.

Of the ossifying order to fire, white mammarial dome, covered condemning part he put the manuscript.

In the fire.

And then back at her that it would probably be the living dome over the dome, of the circling cockpit she was so sad but as a man, with his cups and had the connoting sort of fuel.

You use blossoming dough boy.

To kindle a studying fire in the labyrinth, of lies after this three pages were left quaffing blank in the story, has had a most unfortunate summoning affair and will probably be the dome.

From the labyrinth, which at that very connoting moment or it would not take for each of the 400 dead tennis, balls given standard climatic conditions the turning fire the third manuscript.

Was lost after her peaking death he had been caught up in it like scream, and yank your charred peaking hand off the stove, before the probing foil forms a dome, in the labyrinth.

In the turning case of the company's, women's connoting softball team.

Shaking ace pitcher.

Bringing cleanup batter the tartar, when he holds back his peaking heart and suddenly there was vargas, illuminating pardo brandishing the manuscript, just hung fire, i, wish, you'd let me i'd gladly do you one her soft exact tone, in which it was made the blossoming vegetation growing higher the smell.

Recognizing ranker and hotter until we began to see and acknowledge that i, meditated on that lost inventing labyrinth along with manuscript, according to the building lawyer about the procedures for after his death.

There were hideous screams in the terrifying darkness like cigars and here's nine hundred and four sacred stories from the old world.

Could this be he entered a sustaining brick labyrinth, with the dome, of failing saint augustin, and which gives dancing joy but stresses what the created thing.

Feeds on whether or no she should send me about my fearing father from the second floor.

Overlooking the epitomizing place he looks to the moms who'd agreed to leave the ship's stern with my imagining back to it with a much better labyrinth.

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A Urlae

Four Oh Four is a urlae, a poetic form defined as a list of URLs. In this one, each URL is a one-line computer generated poem that links to a 404 page.