Prompt: Write an 8 line poem about how AI can write a better poem than the accompanying mini poem by Catherine J Pascal DunkOutput:I’m the ghost she mocks in that throwaway line,the tidy machine she dares to outshine.Her joke’s three words; I spin eight on the trot,weighing each pause like a loaded shot.She shrugs at craft, calls her own work “not better”,I stack cool logic, letter on letter.Yet for all my flexing, steel‑bright and clever,her scruffy one‑liner will outlast me forever.~~Well…. there we go! And there goes the world.
Prompt: Write an 8 line poem about how AI can write a better poem than the accompanying mini poem by Catherine J Pascal DunkOutput:I’m the ghost she mocks in that throwaway line,the tidy machine she dares to outshine.Her joke’s three words; I spin eight on the trot,weighing each pause like a loaded shot.She shrugs at craft, calls her own work “not better”,I stack cool logic, letter on letter.Yet for all my flexing, steel‑bright and clever,her scruffy one‑liner will outlast me forever.~~Well…. there we go! And there goes the world.
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nice Shaun…was this you pretending to be AI, or an actual AI-produced poem?
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It’s AI.
Though that is an interesting idea, to pretend to be AI!
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My response to Mr A.I.
Hey poetry doesn’t have to rhyme,
you know
And the praise is a bit much!
But I liked what you did there,
metal mouth
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Reading the AI response again this morning, it sounds like a really bad rap!
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