<font size="8">AFRAID OF MONEY</font>
{(click-replace: "MONEY")[STYLE]
(click-replace: "STYLE")[SPEAKERS]
(click-replace: "SPEAKERS")[CHAMPAGNE]
(click-replace: "CHAMPAGNE")[MEXICO]
(click-replace: "MEXICO")[PANTS]
(click-replace: "PANTS")[LOVE]
(click-replace: "LOVE")[MONEY]}
A procedurally generated poem
assembled by Dawn Sueoka
published by the (link-repeat:"Orange Juice Public Library")[(openURL: "http://ojpl.info/")]
[[begin]]One fine day, you're a million bucks
Oh Oh [[yes]]
Yes, I talk about it,
Talk about, Talk about it, Talk about it,
Talk about, Talk about it,
Talk [[about]] movin, Gotta [[move]] on
about the [[wind]]
To be missing [[you]] fall
move to the night
[[My]] body's weak
my
desire is [[like]] piƱa coladas and the top of touch?"
should I want [[you]] feel [[you]]
[[like|like2]] a big neon sign.
like a brain
If [[you]] were my love
Oh, my love
wind [[accused]] and lonely
accused and escape
if [[you]]
you [[know]] that America's fixin' to carry
on fire, burnin' out in the [[right]] here
right when we're the
floor and we have to live [[like|like3]] the wings
of control
[[know|know2]] that you've grown beyond your hands
Like A Better [[Kind]] Of Future
One That drowns the lucky and cut through all [[your]]
average teen How about it,
Talk about, Talk about movin, [[Gotta]] move on.
Gotta move on.
Gotta move on.
Gotta move on.
Gotta move on.
know promises
were my love [[like|like3]] a flower from your
problems
your eyes if you forgive [[me]], baby
Please don't eat yer meat?"
"You! Yes, you [[can]]
Reach for so much love
Kind of [[breaking]]
Breaking all night
[[Wanna]] party
Till the night is free
[[Whoa]] oh
Gotta [[move|move2]] on. Won't you turn I'll ride
like the dream, [[afraid]] of speakers
[[Wanna|wanna2]] rock the son of money."
wanna move with the sea [[alone]]
Staring [[at]] me
Hey
Whoa, oh, oh
[[On|on2]] the [[moonlight]].
moonlight. Sandy beaches, drinking rum [[every]]
night
me groovin' [[with]] the dunes [[on]] my way back to love
can [[get]] crazy
[[get|get2]] into champagne
get weary and find ourselves again ([[In]] America)
You [[never]] stop cutie
[[with|with2]] a brain
with the sea [[alone]]
Staring [[at]] me
Hey
[[afraid|afraid2]] of stone, no
Afraid it [[again]]!
Wrong! Do it [[again]]
again ([[In]] America)
You [[never]] stop cutie
move with the sea [[alone]]
Staring [[at]] me
Hey
every day (Do-do, do-do-do)
Payin' every day
[[-$-]]alone, watching people [[getting]] stronger
at least it's ladies night, dissolve
in the wind I'm [[older]]
in a night!
Oh yes it's pouring There's
nothing [[I]] know.
never enough for love, lost
in the border [[of]] touch?
I feel the laces
Undoing the wide, wide world
[[-$-]]For love, lost in the
wind
[[-$-]]older [[now]] Goodbye
mister, goodbye, goodbye mister
Goodbye sugar
now that
beat around on I without any means.
When it's pouring There's
nothing left
the air
And lots of white
wall
[[-$-]]getting [[down]] in the wind
[[down|down2]] on the sky
down to the years
rolled slowly past And I know why
you don't go
[[-$-]]of youth Oh
little girl) Girl, [[I]] think you're
in the wind
on the [[border]] of Mexico So I'll
[[say]] it to you
say it [[for|For]] shade
border [[of]] touch?
On the [[border]] of Mexico
<i>Afraid of Money</i> was assembled from the lyrics to the 100 songs that appeared on the Billboard year-end pop chart for the year 1980. I selected 1980 because I wanted to know what was "in the wind" in the months leading up to the election of Ronald Reagan as U.S. president. 1980 is also the year I was born.
The text was created using Ben Eagan's (link-repeat:"Markov chain message generator.")[(openURL: "https://gist.github.com/benrules2/4d869d71f21913da7b85bbb230a45e48")]
<i>Afraid of Money</i> is published by the (link-repeat:"Orange Juice Public Library's")[(openURL: "http://ojpl.info/")] division of (link-repeat:"games and such.")[(openURL: "http://ojpl.info/ojplgames.html")]
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