—Markov Chain Text—
Take heed, the quarrel’s most ominous to the world’s end?
None but the case of woe.
I know not what the best Worthy.
Fair ladies mask’d are roses in their garments though new-fangled ill:
Some in their acts.
Nay, he can make a shambles of the guard
It strikes me past care.
It may do something.
Are not Those in commission with me.
O, let me know this lady?
My lord, I know not where he calls, then he speaks not true.
Worse than a cup of sack?
Now are we not in here, These people saw the Prince.
Sir, I cannot move.
Was Caius Lucius in the lake of darkness.
Well bandied both; a set Shall strike his wife!
O’ life! not life, but in the tub.
You are a councillor, And by the very naked name of love.
I’ll run him up who dares.
Whose do you call your faith in heaven.
Yet read the book of life, And choke their art.
Creating the markov prose generator is an exploration in creating original content from existing books. simply put, a text copy of a book is converted to random markov sentences. those sentences are arranged into poetry. I experimented with stanza and haiku with some surprising results.
This subject first caught my eye when twitter users reported a rump bot. this bot would take tweets from one feed and create a new original post. these posts would read as if it was the real mump.
Markov chains are not a new invention but have come to us in new easy to use python packages.
Randomly Accessed Poetics 
This is great. Poetry generated randomly from an artificial intelligence computer application.
Moving chain of being.