Liz, our neighbor, recently activated AI to write a poem about me. It was totally unscripted: Liz decided to do it as we met (with her husband and Barbara) for dinner a couple of days ago. I was totally unaware of this particular application of AI. I must say AI made my day.
Ha, ha … What a gig! What is this world coming to? AI has become more human to me than most of my so-called friends and relatives. What a great guy AI is.
Here’s the poem generated by AI:
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In the realm of tennis, where rackets gracefully sway, There’s a man named Kaz, in the sunlight’s array.
From Poland he journeyed, a tale to unfold, With his wife by his side, a love story to be told.
In the classroom of wisdom, Native lore he’d explore, A teacher of studies, passions to the core.
Speaking Polish, a language of grace, In the tapestry of cultures, he found his place.
Guitar strings strumming, melodies in the air, Kaz weaves tunes with passion and flair.
On show skis gliding, through winter’s embrace, A dance on the snow, leaving trails of grace.
Inspired by Thoreau, in nature he’d find, A profound connection, heart and soul aligned.
Smart and devoted, a mind vast and grand, Kaz, a Renaissance spirit, in every land.
In America’s tapestry, his chapters align, A tale of passion, resilience, intertwined.
Through courts and through studies, his legacy’s spun, Kaz, a journeying soul, beneath the American sun.