The challenge was to write the worst poem you could think of.ย  So I did. Then I put it through the translator a few times for luck.

You know, we love poet
Complex sweetness
Wind, rain Smell.

In desperation, poet
Dark Dark depth of the soul
I just spent the night in the winter.

We know that knowledge, poet
Beauty in education
Dignity and respect education.

The freedom we know that is poetry
I am free, to one person
Eagle in the air.

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