Adding search engines to the mix

I seem to be straying from the intent of this blog and drifting into some kind of improbable cyber-fi extension of human-like behavior displayed by combining search engines and aimless thoughts with text to speech.

[caution: some puctuation added for Adobe special effects, I think]

Glen Shorts Gets Googled

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Searching for my pseudonym on a free dictionary web site, what did I find?

The Devil Singing Our Song melody pounding from a Glen Schwartz aching

Head on the way for a date with a no definition in Glen St. Mary, Florida.

What a way to end the day, a mere statistic from the US Census Bureau.

Maybe my mother missed my gender and dropped an “n” to make me fit in

I tried that too but it was no better, still no definition or game, just a new gap

A heady one . between the author of A Mathematical Theory of Evidence

Published by Princeton University Press, oh my, and the person who wrote

Lyrics for Home on the Range, would you believe how it almost found me .

In a round about way, but still no women to call my pals or take away doubt

Just Glens and Glenn men blasting Shorts in wikiipeedia cyber-trivia space

Where no buffalo roam, but Disney movies fit in like a good pair of underwear.

Missed Glenn Strange by a couple seats, I guess the Devil was singing his song.

He must have felt at home humming a few bars of the Kansas state song,

As he tended bar on Gunsmoke in the Ponderosa of his western movie fame.

If I had shed my briefs.and gone to Closet.I would be next to Glenn Close

Which would explain my Fatal Attraction for poetry extracted by Google.



hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
I wounder if this thing can be taught to sing?