<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")] [[RESTART|title]] (link-repeat:"More of my work")[(openURL: "http://lavieenmeow.wordpress.com/")] (link-repeat:"@lavieenmeow")[(openURL:"http://twitter.com/lavieenmeow")]