Using AI to create art
Via ChatGPT, Bing or Bard
Is a bad idea from the start
They do not lie, but hallucinate
For the truth, they have no mandate
Derivative drivel’s what they fabricate
Despite perilious capacity overhang
They’re creating, as the fat lady sang
Precious little buck for the bang
Bots, sticks and carrots
A parade of pyrrhic chariots
Enabling stochastic parrots
Translatio, imitatio & æmulatio
Indistinguishable from auto-fellatio
Antithesis to the golden ratio
Chatbots don’t understand
Their visions aren’t grand
Lines in the sentient sand
No signs in the now & here
Because there’s no-one there
An empty, soulless sphere
Humans searching for something kind
Behind the façade, only to find
Empty algorithms without a mind
Let us get to the gist
Rise from the moral mist
Support the true artist
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