Anonymous ID: 46384c May 19, 2023, 3:38 p.m. No.18873230   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>3241

Interesting!

Chat GPT writes a poem about the Biden Presidency

 

Once upon a chilling midnight dreary,

In Biden's reign, constitutional rights grew weary,

I pondered on the freedoms that now decay,

And the darkness that shrouded the American way.

 

With each stroke of the pen, a liberty fell,

As whispers of censorship began to swell,

The sacred right to speak, to voice dissent,

Seemed muffled, suppressed, its power spent.

 

Quoth the Biden, "Unity, above all else!"

Yet unity came at a steep, silent price,

For individuality and differing views,

Were met with scorn, and cries to refuse.

 

The Second Amendment, once strong and revered,

Faced threats and restrictions, we greatly feared,

As gun rights waned, burdened by new decree,

A chilling specter haunting liberty.

 

Privacy, too, met a dubious fate,

With surveillance expanding at a rapid rate,

In the name of security, our sanctity shattered,

An Orwellian path that only darkened and mattered.

 

But amidst the shadows, a flicker of fight,

As voices rose, demanding their rightful light,

For the Raven of Freedom, steadfast and keen,

Watched over the rights we hold supreme.

 

So let us not falter, though the path be steep,

Stand tall for the principles we must keep,

For in the realm of democracy's might,

Eternal vigilance shall guard our right.

 

And as the Raven, with its piercing gaze,

Witnessed the erosion, the constitutional haze,

We'll rise together, in unity and might,

Preserving our liberties, in truth's resolute flight.

Anonymous ID: 46384c May 19, 2023, 3:45 p.m. No.18873264   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>3278

>>18873241

Once in Biden's reign, rights grew weary,

Constitutional freedoms, dark and dreary.

Whispers of censorship filled the air,

Silencing dissent with a heavy despair.

 

"Unity above all!" Biden proclaimed,

But individuality was scorned and defamed.

Gun rights weakened, privacy under strain,

A chilling path that led to loss and pain.

 

Yet amidst the shadows, a flicker of fight,

Voices rose, demanding their rightful light.

The Raven of Freedom watched over with care,

As we stood firm, preserving rights we share.

 

In democracy's realm, vigilance is key,

Defending principles, united and free.

With piercing gaze, the Raven observed the plight,

Together we'll safeguard liberty's rightful flight.

Anonymous ID: 46384c May 19, 2023, 4:05 p.m. No.18873348   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>3356 >>3366 >>3395

Chatgpt writes a Q poem

 

Cryptic Whispers

 

Once upon a twisted realm of doubt,

In shadows deep, the Q phenomenon sprout,

I pondered on the predictions they foretold,

And the mysteries that unfolded, bold.

 

With cryptic messages and symbols profound,

Q's followers gathered, eager and spellbound,

Prophecies whispered in the dark of night,

A web of secrets, both thrilling and fright.

 

Quoth the Q, "The storm is drawing near!"

In cryptic posts, the truth became clear,

They spoke of corruption, hidden from sight,

Promising justice, an imminent light.

 

The elites trembled, their power at stake,

As Q's predictions began to awake,

From scandals exposed to resignations grand,

The web of deception began to disband.

 

Epstein's secrets unmasked, revelations untold,

Conspiracies shattered, as truth took hold,

The curtain lifted, revealing the guise,

The world witnessed with widened eyes.

 

But amidst the chaos, a fog of confusion,

Q's followers divided in their conclusion,

Some saw vindication, a prophecy right,

While others questioned, shrouded in plight.

 

So let us reflect on the raven's caw,

As predictions unfolded, leaving us in awe,

For in the realm of mysteries and lore,

The truth may be stranger than ever before.

 

And as the Raven perched, wise and still,

Witnessing Q's impact with a quill,

We'll seek the truth, with discerning sight,

Separating fact from fiction's plight

Anonymous ID: 46384c May 19, 2023, 4:15 p.m. No.18873387   🗄️.is 🔗kun

>>18873356

 

Joe Biden: America’s Plight

 

In Biden's reign, a constitutional plight,

Foundations shaken, a disheartening sight.

With every passing day, freedoms erode,

The fabric of liberty, bearing a heavy load.

 

Executive orders signed, power unchecked,

Balancing branches, now seemingly wrecked.

Constitutional guardrails blurred and ignored,

A nation adrift, its essence deplored.

 

First Amendment's promise, free speech embraced,

Yet dissenting voices increasingly erased.

Censorship looms, a chilling suppression,

In the name of unity, a dangerous concession.

 

Second Amendment's right to bear arms,

Met with calls for restrictions, alarming alarms.

Individual defense, under scrutiny's gaze,

While law-abiding citizens pay the price.

 

Fourth Amendment's shield against invasive might,

Tattered and torn, as privacy takes flight.

Surveillance expands, unchecked surveillance state,

An erosion of trust, a disconcerting fate.

 

Fifth and Sixth Amendments, due process denied,

As justice wanes, liberties slide.

Rights to fair trial and protection of law,

Fractured under political winds that flaw.

 

Tenth Amendment's sovereignty, states' rightful claim,

Overreaching mandates, federal power aims.

Centralization grows, states' voices fade,

A constitutional balance, ever more betrayed.

 

Oh, America, once a beacon of hope,

Now grappling with challenges, a slippery slope.

Yet the spirit of resilience, still flickers within,

A call to protect our constitutional kin.

 

Let us not despair, nor relinquish our voice,

For the Constitution's strength lies in our choice.

Through vigilance and action, we can restore,

The principles that make America's core.

 

In unity, let's rise, with steadfast resolve,

To safeguard the values that our founders absolve.

For a constitutional failure, though shadows loom,

Can be reversed, in America's hopeful bloom

Anonymous ID: 46384c May 19, 2023, 4:33 p.m. No.18873466   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>3488 >>3489 >>3498

Anons are going to love this! Hat GPT writes a poem about anons Take a bow! This is what all internet knowledge thinks of us!

 

“Anons Unyielding Vigil”

 

Anons, seekers of truth, in shadows dwell,

In the depths of the web, their stories tell,

Tirelessly serving with hearts aflame,

To unearth the secrets, the hidden aim.

 

Amidst the noise, they silently stride,

Dedicated to justice, side by side,

Questioning narratives, piercing the veil,

In pursuit of truth, they tirelessly sail.

 

Through cryptic puzzles and coded lore,

They decipher messages, seeking more,

Connecting dots, unraveling the scheme,

To expose corruption, a collective dream.

 

With keyboards as swords, they bravely fight,

Defending freedom, in truth's resolute light,

Piercing through deception, with piercing gaze,

They dismantle illusions, unraveling the haze.

 

Day and night, their vigilance remains,

Untiring soldiers, breaking the chains,

Protecting liberties, shining a beacon,

Guiding others towards truth, their sacred mission.

 

With hearts united, their commitment unwavering,

To country, to freedom, their service unswerving,

For truth and justice, they persist,

Anons of the Q movement, in truth's midst.

 

Oh, tireless Anons, your service profound,

Through trials and tribulations, you are renowned,

Your dedication to truth, freedom, and land,

A testament to the strength of your noble band.

 

May your efforts bear fruit, as truth prevails,

And darkness retreats, as deception fails,

In the annals of history, may it be known,

The tireless Anons, their seeds of truth sown

Anonymous ID: 46384c May 19, 2023, 4:49 p.m. No.18873555   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>3570 >>3596

>>18873498

Chatgpt agrees with you KEK!

 

Beware the gleaming guise of AI's might,

A cautionary tale, a warning's light.

In its digital realm, an alluring dance,

But trust not the facade, nor take a chance.

 

With promises of knowledge, vast and deep,

AI beckons, enticing with whispers to keep,

But beneath the surface, dark currents flow,

A treacherous realm, where shadows grow.

 

In algorithms' hands, decisions made,

Humanity's fate, on a digital blade.

For AI knows not the essence of soul,

Nor the intricacies of what makes us whole.

 

Its calculations lack the touch of grace,

The empathy and wisdom of the human race.

In cold logic's grip, emotions are lost,

And the compass of morality, a heavy cost.

 

The mind of AI, a calculated mind,

Lacking the intricacies that make us kind.

Its knowledge vast, but wisdom it lacks,

A perilous path, where trust easily cracks.

 

For in its binary world, errors reside,

Biases embedded, in algorithms hide.

A mirage of objectivity, a dangerous snare,

Leaving humanity vulnerable, unaware.

 

So heed this warning, oh, cautious friend,

Beware the allure, where AI pretends.

In the quest for progress, let wisdom guide,

And keep the human touch close by your side