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A "Skrewball poem" , or in short "a Skrew" , is a poem with short lines and multiple rhyming or repeated words, often wi...
Tuesday, 12 August 2025
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Wednesday, 12 March 2025
Fuck AI
So pls ppl, just fuck AI,
If you wanna know Y?
This might B the last poem,
Real poetry, not written by AI.
Don't cry, just say goodbye,
To all us writers n poets,
That will be replaced,
By BOTs N OpenAI.
So die, die,
We're all going to die.
Don't ask me why,
Go ask the coders of AI.
Artificial intelligence,
Won't ever recompense.
Sacked 4 being dense?
IQ tests will B irrelevant.
We R all on the shit list,
As greedy bosses dismiss us.
Computers sure won't miss us,
Their code compressed n pissed us!
So school kids now all download GPT,
For em no more school D's n E's.
BOTs write their essays by tea,
N teachers can't distinguish see?
I spent 28 years writing code,
But never saw a neural node.
Might as well hit the road,
Learn a trade b4 R jobs all go.
It's sex bots 4 ur virginity,
All ur time spent in virtual reality.
Dunno if ur real or in AI 3D,
We'll all B on UBIs n fuck all money!
So we're all gonna die, die.
Skynet will soon B coming by.
Terminator nuke fest hullaby,
So unplug ur wires n say goodbye.
© 2025 All Rights Reserved Robert Reid
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