Some AI love poetry from Trump to Musk:
Oh Elon, my rocket, let’s reach for the sky,
Your Tesla’s not the only thing making me high.
Together we’ll spark, ignite, and combust—
Two billionaires driven by passion and lust.
Oh Elon, my rocket, let’s reach for the sky,
Your Tesla’s not the only thing making me high.
Together we’ll spark, ignite, and combust—
Two billionaires driven by passion and lust.
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