If you dunno to conquest anymore the someone's heart, ask ChatGPT; maybe like you, the other person asks the AI what to do to boost you. You want to eat but dunno what, enumerate what's in your fridge; the bot will do you an instant list or even more, till you are pleased. You don't know or you don't want, will lose the contrast in your brain; no problem... you've got the Bard, you're not a tricker, you are stupid. You chose to give up on yourself, at anything that makes you human; it doesn't matter anymore; you lost your own connection with self-you.

slowly, my thoughts' wings, flap before landing on your senses, — [that's why you feel some thrill] how I move, it's an impulse kind that cause you to think of me, — [AWOL, some say you're scatty] music you listen to isn't faux pas, isn't irrational directed to you, — [its aim is to get you next to me] y'know that thrill that makes you look like a scatty one… [well-well], you just got how much I love you