a thousand victories

O! I need the world out difference. Tis
True indeed beated and truth proves thievish
Man, kill the phone in the thanks, and keep an
After-loss: for love is a thousand victories.

Maniacs put in a hundred courses of
Truth heavily from heaven: wretched in
Sequent eatin wish I may not paid uh,
My chest, I’ll forfeit, to endure death I.

 
Jan 17 2012, interactive bigram generation with jGnoetry, source texts: 80% Shakespeare the Sonnets, 20% Notorious BIG lyrics to Ready to Die and Life after Death.

I think bigrams are indeed too heavy to author with, makes it too hard to write a quick poem. Uh… no disrespect, Biggie…