Thread: The Human Race Fights Back!

AI is just plagiarism on a grand scale.

Convince me otherwise.

Originally Posted by Pedro_The_Swift

AI is just plagiarism on a grand scale.

Convince me otherwise.

It's a whole lot more than just that. I asked it to write a short poem about you, this is a very basic function for it, but it's not plagiarised.

Pedro the Swift

Pedro the Swift, with a map and a grin,
Hitches his caravan, ready to spin.
Range Rover Sport humming steady and strong,
Red dust and highways roll by all day long.


From coastal sunrises to outback skies wide,
He follows the road where the wild winds guide.
With wheels, wit, and wonder wherever he roams,
Pedro finds freedom wherever he homes.

Originally Posted by Slunnie

It's a whole lot more than just that. I asked it to write a short poem about you, this is a very basic function for it, but it's not plagiarised.

Pedro the Swift

Pedro the Swift, with a map and a grin,
Hitches his caravan, ready to spin.
Range Rover Sport humming steady and strong,
Red dust and highways roll by all day long.


From coastal sunrises to outback skies wide,
He follows the road where the wild winds guide.
With wheels, wit, and wonder wherever he roams,
Pedro finds freedom wherever he homes.

Oh, Slunnie! What have you done?

I truly hope that this isn't the catalyst for another forum thread! <_<

Originally Posted by Saitch

Oh, Slunnie! What have you done?

I truly hope that this isn't the catalyst for another forum thread! <_<

I like that idea a lot!!!

I always thought Shakespeare was overrated..

Originally Posted by Tins

I always thought Shakespeare was overrated..

Did you say Shakesphere?

Verse I
O Tins, stout lord of tracks and dusty ways,
Whose iron steed doth thunder o’er the land;
The Okapotumus, in rugged grace,
Doth bow not knee to bog nor shifting sand.


Verse II
Through creek and stone this noble OKA roars,
With growl most deep as drums of war once beat;
Where frailer carts would quake and pray for shores,
This beast and master claim their hard-won seat.

Ave, Slunnius Poeta!

Originally Posted by Saitch

Ave, Slunnius Poeta!

Saitch, as a lover of Latin!

Versus I
Saitchus in ora sedet ripae Armstrong Creek,
Ubi lenta fluunt tempora, more suo.
Vetus Land Rover eum per calles ducit et agros,
Fidus ut comes, pulveris atque viae.


Versus II
Non nova quaerit iter, sed quod probavit annis,
Ridet et ad caelum liber animo vehit.
Hoc sibi signum habet, verbis sapienter avitis:
sit bonum tempora volvunt.


For those who are not a lover of Latin, but are a lover of Google Translate!


Verse 1
Saitchus sits on the banks of Armstrong Creek,
Where the slow times flow, as they always do.
An old Land Rover leads him through the paths and fields,
A faithful companion, dust and roads.

Verse 2
He seeks no new path, but that which he has tried for years,
He smiles and rides to heaven with a free spirit.
He has this sign for himself, in the words of his wise ancestors:
May the times roll on in good times.

Verse 2 was a bit grim! Sorry!