External Data Storage

It's nice to end a line
with the slightest touch of rhyme
and we'll remember it so,
till, lo, the embers glow low.
The first mnemonics?
Poetry the first device
for data storage outside
one head until he's dead?
Handwrestled into manuscripts
spontaneity all gone extinct.
Movable type too dear
to spend on poets!
And then someone did.
No more reason to rhyme.
Poetry all gone extinct.
Movies, data storage khan,
loud noises and eyeshock,
with a kid's marble of a story.
But can it do this:
"White tea the breath of London..."


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