Challenge
Write a predictive text poem. It can be about anything, any length, poetry or prose. Have fun finding out how your phone thinks you write!
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Napalm gifts of trolling for reality
Just a glimpse of the grainy comunicae
Breasted malay
In a dream I thought of loving myself
but a look in the mirror is the same
I love to love the love I laugh at.
WHOOO WHOOO WHOOO are you?
you fink, you rat. Mirror tells on me, tells of hell in be.
predict this...snake balls make good gifts if you are infested.