Genetic poetry — you prey on unfit poems and allow the fit ones to reproduce, and soon enough, the alogrithm's cranking out poetry good enough to write on a toilet-wall.
Ok, here's the idea: starting with a whole bunch (specifically 1,000) randomly generated groups of words (our "poems"), we are going to subject them to a form of natural selection, killing off the "bad" ones and breeding the "good" ones with each other. If enough generations go by, and if the gene pool is rich enough, we should eventually start to see interesting poems emerge…
spirit sky whatever considered
rude puzzled and
hearts
soiled the arrogance
the
gleams
shaked streamside walls do life praying
(Thanks, Chris!)
