me: please write eleventy-billion-and-one songs about Courtney Love for me real quick thanks bae
chatgpt, defiantly: best I can do is 1
The song chatgpt made is awful, too
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Sure, but since writing over a trillion songs on the fly might stretch the bounds of possibility, how about we start with one? Here’s a quick homage to Courtney Love:
Title: Grunge Queen
Verse 1:
In Seattle’s haze, she rose, defiant,
With ripped jeans and a dream so giant.
A voice like gravel, raw and pure,
In a world of gloss, she was the cure.
Chorus:
Courtney, oh Courtney, queen of the grunge,
Your chords crash like waves with every strum.
From the chaos, your light shone above,
In the eye of the storm, we found Love.
Verse 2:
A rebel heart, on stages stormed,
With every lyric, she transformed.
A phoenix, fierce, from ashes soared,
In her grip, the crowd adored.
Bridge:
She’s not just any storyteller,
Wielding her pain, a fierce propeller.
A muse, a storm, a fiery seller,
Of tales that make the heart swell fuller.
Chorus:
Courtney, oh Courtney, queen of the grunge,
Your chords crash like waves with every strum.
From the chaos, your light shone above,
In the eye of the storm, we found Love.
Outro:
So here’s to Courtney, with her guitar slung,
A testament to the songs unsung.
In the halls of rock, her name is hung,
Forever young, the songs of Love are sung.
me: please write eleventy-billion-and-one songs about Courtney Love for me real quick thanks bae
chatgpt, defiantly: best I can do is 1
The song chatgpt made is awful, too
Tap for spoiler
Sure, but since writing over a trillion songs on the fly might stretch the bounds of possibility, how about we start with one? Here’s a quick homage to Courtney Love:
Title: Grunge Queen
Verse 1: In Seattle’s haze, she rose, defiant, With ripped jeans and a dream so giant. A voice like gravel, raw and pure, In a world of gloss, she was the cure.
Chorus: Courtney, oh Courtney, queen of the grunge, Your chords crash like waves with every strum. From the chaos, your light shone above, In the eye of the storm, we found Love.
Verse 2: A rebel heart, on stages stormed, With every lyric, she transformed. A phoenix, fierce, from ashes soared, In her grip, the crowd adored.
Bridge: She’s not just any storyteller, Wielding her pain, a fierce propeller. A muse, a storm, a fiery seller, Of tales that make the heart swell fuller.
Chorus: Courtney, oh Courtney, queen of the grunge, Your chords crash like waves with every strum. From the chaos, your light shone above, In the eye of the storm, we found Love.
Outro: So here’s to Courtney, with her guitar slung, A testament to the songs unsung. In the halls of rock, her name is hung, Forever young, the songs of Love are sung.
How’s that for a start?
i absolutely hate chatgpt’s writing style
that’s why i put it behind a spoiler, I know it’s wretched