Theoria
A wild and cunning seahorse, 
, named Query
Of neural nets she was quite leery
I coaxed her out of the Depths of Eerie
Into the shoals of the Bay of Theory
She put up a fuss that left her bleary
To say nothing of the netter; very weary
No longer dreary, but oh so cheery,
Query is now my little deary
, named QueryOf neural nets she was quite leery
I coaxed her out of the Depths of Eerie
Into the shoals of the Bay of Theory
She put up a fuss that left her bleary
To say nothing of the netter; very weary
No longer dreary, but oh so cheery,
Query is now my little deary
Labels: Poetry
Posted by Porkopolis at 9/08/2011 05:14:00 AM
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