Talking to ChatGPT

Me: “Write a sonnet Shakespeare style about the COVID variant s

ChatGPT responds:

“Upon this world, a silent foe doth creep, A variant, unseen, in shadows hide, Its surge, a tempest, doth the nations sweep, And hearts with fear and sorrow now abide.

In winter’s grasp, it finds a fertile ground, A host within, it seeks to overwhelm, Through air it travels, swift and without sound, A dance of death, a dark and haunting realm.

Yet in this trial, let courage arise, For science and resolve shall be our shield, United, we shall face the stormy skies, With strength and love, our spirits shall not yield.

In shadows deep, a light shall pierce the night, For hope and unity shall guide our flight.

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