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On 4/8/2025 11:26 AM, Ed Cryer wrote:
> 
> I thought I'd have a laugh, so I asked ChatGPT for a sonnet in the style 
> of Shakespeare. What it gave me has caused me to gulp with astonishment. 
> It looks pretty good to me; maybe a little more modern English than 
> Elizabethan, but, still, it has a spark; as well as good iambic 
> pentameters and rhymes.
> 
> ******************
> 
> You said:
> write a sonnet in the style of shakespeare
> ChatGPT said:
> Certainly! Here's a Shakespearean-style sonnet for you:
> 
> When twilight falls and paints the skies with gold,
> The stars emerge, as whispers of the night;
> The moon, a silver orb, her secrets told,
> And soft winds sing of dreams within our sight.
> 
> Yet time, that thief, doth steal from youth's bright flame,
> And bids us age before the hour is due.
> No mortal heart can stay its endless claim,
> Though love may bloom and linger, ever true.
> 
> But in your eyes, I find the world anew,
> A spark that lights the path through shadowed days;
> A love that beats within my soul, so true,
> To guide me through life's ever-winding maze.
> 
> So let the years pass on, as they must go,
> For in your love, I find eternal glow.
> 
> I hope this resonates with you!

   It sounds like Mr. Hallmark had a few too many drinks.

   I'll be happy when the AI craze blows over, leaving
a light of blessed clarity, replacing fake intelligence's
winding maze, and let me just say eternal and true
love and all that good stuff.