Roger
Dedicated Member
I asked BARD, the google AI chatbot thingy, to write a poem about Last of the Summer Wine.
Here it is, it took about 2 seconds...
The Last of the Summer Wine
Three old men, their days are numbered,
But they still have fun,
They're always up for a laugh,
And they're always up for a run.
They're always getting into scrapes,
But they always manage to get out,
They're a reminder that age is just a number,
And that life is meant to be enjoyed.
So raise a glass to the Last of the Summer Wine,
May they live long and prosper,
And may they continue to bring us joy,
For many years to come.
Here it is, it took about 2 seconds...
The Last of the Summer Wine
Three old men, their days are numbered,
But they still have fun,
They're always up for a laugh,
And they're always up for a run.
They're always getting into scrapes,
But they always manage to get out,
They're a reminder that age is just a number,
And that life is meant to be enjoyed.
So raise a glass to the Last of the Summer Wine,
May they live long and prosper,
And may they continue to bring us joy,
For many years to come.