What if a time traveler became a teacher
And for a few decades or so
Just didn’t teach people to write
Because they already know
That AI will destroy the world
And our only hope are those
Who trained the AI how to write
Using their own terrible prose?
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I can’t afford to pay a dominatrix.
Their fee is simply too high to abide,
So when I want to be whipped and degraded
I turn on the “check engine” light in my ride.
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Somewhere far beyond these walls
Walking amidst the eldritch halls
Are dwarves and elves and even men
Saying, “Damn GPS screwed up again.”
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When people say “What would Jesus do?”
I take that to mean
That I should go underground
And for three days not be seen.
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Meritocracy
Is what happens when you give
White kids scholarships.
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In the fictional hero’s journey
An opportunity appears
For an ordinary person
To overcome their fears,
To set out on adventure
And become a better man.
In reality, however,
They usually bomb Iran.
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There once was a man with a horse
That would not walk straight without force.
Inspired by this thought
The horse was soon shot
And the man made a board game instead.
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AI is a tool
Like search engines without ads.
Also, it has ads.
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There once was a director of the choir
Who, after 50 years, decided to retire.
His boss gave a speech
Of such momentous reach
That I had no choice but to open fire.
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