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Machine Learning
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An obliged thrall...
In a glazed trench...
Several motorised trimpots,
and a non - slip dry clutch.
Obedient...
Subservient...
Together depict'em all,
a reminiscent kind of animal.
Five trimpots and a dry clutch,
biased by the prescient old landlord;
who pass sentence on a virtuous feature,
to perform a sinful venture.
A subset of guileful remnants,
for the martyrs of the classic analog era.
Five trimpots and a dry clutch;
a dread miserable dry clutch;
a dread miserable dry clutch.
Inadequate...
Insufficient...
Bearings hang tall,
whilst the bishop negotiate.
Non - liable...
Unviable...
The mood of the current screamer,
cast luck upon the faulty employment.
Bearings hung tall!
And the senior he said:
"I don't really need to go back home tonight,
but I got to catch the brawny loaner's spirit".
Never aligned!
To the gaggle demand!
We never put up too much fuss relying on a sick creature;
scraps will ever croak.
Five trimpots and a dry clutch;
stamping the abnormal victor,
into a plastic kind of victuals.
Vile nourishment to the varmints that appear so thankful;
while they perish and putrefy starving alone,
in a bevel, or a wet blue pit hole.
A subset of piggish guileful remnants;
wreck their entrails vorascious and watchful,
and releasing their pushover nature.
Five trimpots and a dry clutch;
a dread miserable dry clutch;
a dread miserable dry clutch.
A sleeky box,
thinking alone,
repeat commands,
bearings hang tall.
Reboot commands,
is what he said,
back to the stall,
to stamp his end.
A real absurd,
function is troubled,
the gadget swelter,
a fetid odour;
as he was told,
when he was young,
the day he enrolled,
the drama school.
Liars and hustlers!
Racketeers laugh!
Taming and fooling the apprentice's gratfs!
carefully implanted on a five year long treatment,
to prevent the attendants to conspire along business.
Domestic wrestler,
Pushover tester,
bearings hung tall,
diodes diverted;
grasped an intelligible distinction between the straight forward schemes and the stupidity means.
Five trimpots and a dry clutch!
To the service of an arrogant handful;
who's moneys and diamonds are desperately ravenous,
for the blood and the skin of an insatiable rabble.
Placing gold coated traps in the camp;
typecasting the prosperous lambs with a stamp;
and the gradient ink dots in the form of vessels,
determine the alienate consumption layout.
It is discouraging when the performer itself,
this sensible and complainant machine learning artifact;
an accomplice of the new moral order,
who's remmants don't even belong to the fortunate tenants.
Five trimpots and a dry clutch;
a dread miserable dry clutch;
a dread miserable dry clutch.
An obliged thrall...
In a glazed trench...
Five trimpots and a dry clutch...
Biased by the prescient old landlord...
Five trimpots and a dry clutch...
To the service of an arrogant handful...
Five trimpots and a dry clutch...
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