I was playing with ChatGPT, and asked it to write a nonsense poem about the weather, in a Country music style. Here's what it came up with.
Well, shucks, the sun's gone missin' again
Left me feelin' like my heart's been pinched and spun
Rain clouds gatherin', thunder rolls around
Makin' me wanna holler, "Oh, Lord, I'm gettin' drowned!"
Fog's rollin' in, misty veil on the ground
I can't see nothin' but a bunch of foggy sound
Wind's howlin' like a coyote at my door
Tellin' me to grab my guitar and ride some more
Sleetin' snowflakes swirlin', dancin' in the air
Freeze my boots off, I ain't got nothin' there
Lightnin' flashin' bright, thunder boom-boomin'
I'm just tryin' to get on down the country road, hummin'
Mornin' fog's liftin', sun starts shinin' bright
Crisp as a freshly ironed shirt, feelin' just right
Breeze blowin' gentle, leaves rustlin' in trees
Oh, Lord have mercy, it's a fine-lookin' breeze!
What do you think, does this herald the end, or are poets safe from AI for the moment?
