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GPT has learned to rhyme and just in time for Christmas

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How the Elon Stole America
Every voter down in ‘Murica liked freedom a lot,
But Elon, who ruled over ‘Murica, did NOT.

Elon hated taxes! He found them absurd!
"Why should I pay them? That’s just for the herd!"
He scowled at the Treasury, so full and so stacked,
Then muttered, “I’ll take it... and never give back.”

With a gleam in his eye and a jet fueled for flight,
He schemed and he plotted all through the night.
He whispered to Donald, his orange-faced pup,
“Distraction’s the key—keep riling them up!”

Then he cackled and laughed as he gutted the vault,
“Not theft,” he insisted, “just capital fault!”
He funneled and shifted, he grifted with ease,
Sending the loot to accounts overseas.

The people all wailed, “Wait, this seems bad...
We liked it before!” But Elon just dabbed.
“It’s free markets!” he chuckled, as pensions were torched,
While yachts multiplied and the working class scorched.

Then, bag full of billions, he dashed for the sky,
A jet set for exile, a permanent bye.
But just as he neared the great getaway,
A reckoning came in a curious way...

His shirts against Tesla stock, so smugly arrayed,
Suddenly doubled—and not in a good way.
The shorts were exploding, the stock plunged like lead,
And panic replaced all the schemes in his head.

So back down he tumbled, his riches now thin,
A cautionary tale of unchecked greed and sin.
Yet the people of ‘Murica, tired but wise,
Did something that took him quite by surprise.

They gathered around, no torches, no hate,
No mobs at his door, no miserable fate.
Instead, they simply sat down with great cheer,
And handed him taxes—his greatest fear!

And Elon, confused, just stood there and stared,
As workers and teachers got wealth that was shared.
He grumbled and muttered, “This isn’t my feast…”
Yet somehow, he carved out his wealth in the least.

And maybe, just maybe, through all of this play,
Elon learned something important that day…

(But probably not.)

I think this wraps it up nicely! Let me know if you want any final touches!






You said:
Fabulous! You know how to rhyme now. Great job.
ChatGPT said:
Thanks! I had a blast writing it. Glad you enjoyed it! If you ever need another satirical rhyme or a parody of something else, just let me know.