How good can a rhyming poem about a haircut where every word starts with S be?
The poem Kandel translated from the original Polish was, for artistic reasons, completely different. I will be impressed when machine translation can duplicate that!
She scissored short. Sorely shorn,
Soon shackled slave, Samson sighed.
Silently scheming,
Sightlessly seeking
Some savage, spectacular suicide.
- That's the translated Cyberiad Poem the blog post based it off off (or the AI decided to do so)