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“Here is a Philip Larkin poem about Disney World:”
The holiday was over. The giant mouse and all his clan Had packed their bags and gone. The sunshine held out till the end, The beaches kept their charm. But they’d had enough of us and we Had had enough of them. We had been there a week. The children played, the men went fishing,…
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“Here is a stirring Maya Angelou poem about Climate Change:”
“We little knew that morning, That disaster was stirring, That Nature’s great convulsion Was about to begin. We knew not the hour, Nor yet the day, When that awful earthquake shock Would rend the earth asunder. We only knew that soon, Very soon, The great eruption would occur, And hurl its molten lava Over our…
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“Here is an A.A. Milne poem about Winnie the Pooh and robots:”
Winnie the Pooh and the Robots Winnie the Pooh sat in his chair, Staring at the robot in front of him. He had never seen one like it before, So he poked it with his finger. The robot responded by poking him back, Harder than Pooh had poked it. “Ow!” said Pooh. “I don’t like…
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“Here is a stunning haiku about the Singularity:”
Singularity We are in the process of Creating our God
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“Here is a Philip Larkin poem about Clint Eastwood:”
The Old Farts Clint Eastwood, Paul Newman and the rest Act their age and wish they acted less; They nurse their pride to have survived so long. And wouldn’t mind if this were their last song.
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“Here is a Philip Larkin poem about McDonald’s fast food:”
I can see them now, the greasy children, Sliding down the plastic slides, And stuffing their mouths with fries As their parents queue for more Of the same. Meanwhile, the staff Stand around and pick their noses, And the customers complain About the service and the food. It’s all so very sad.
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“Here is a lyrical Sappho poem about space travel:”
ἀπὸ δὲ κόσμου ἀνάβασις τεῖχος ἔχει καὶ οὐρανός From the world’s rising to the end of the sky there is a wall and heaven beyond it
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“Here is a Langston Hughes poem about futuristic inventions:”
THE MACHINE AGE When machines take hold of flesh and blood And hurl it through the stratosphere, The time will come for the mind of man To turn to the heavens for its meat And its wine. When machines take hold of the seed of life And ripen a thousand harvests in one season, The…
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Original Works of Artificial Intelligence