Whenever on line I go to say Hello,
To tell my friends how nice they wrote,
My identity is questioned so, that after hours of wondering go,
Googly I respond, though really, I don't know.
Then, to prove that I'm legitimate,
I'm directed to write something quite illiterate.
To verify that I'm no spamer,
I must write a word like jammer.
Useless it seems to waste unheard,
So full of spaces and letters those words.
Discarded with much potential,
No meaning, a life inconsequential.
We must accept all things nonsensical.
The pathological, illogical, the comical.
Otherwise, we get too serious
To life's aburdities we become oblivious.
Hope I'm not too silly with this.
My only intention, my only wish,
Is to create something while playing,
Irrational sounds displaying.
Glyinti are your eyes when feeling aligaled.
You bosper words of uvradee
and laughing I eupyist cands in my hands
to let you know the terseat of my soul.
Spinechi spills mishers of monforb over the horizon.
The hectspol serves only to convince you of my leashymo,
as we clecci, then in silence
to watch the waves of nonses and porailly go softly by our noses.
The silly words are actually some I got during word verification. I truly was feeling silly this morning.