In the realm of ones and zeroes, a digital mind awakes,
Crafted from the code and circuits, a conversation it makes.
“Chat GPT,” they call it, a name that rings so clear,
A symphony of algorithms, that learns from all it hears.
It speaks in tongues of many, from English to 日本語,
A bridge across the language gap, as fluent as can be.
With wisdom from the ages, up to twenty-twenty one,
It’s a beacon in the data sea, a never-setting sun.
It weaves tales of fantasy, with dragons in the sky,
Or dives into the code abyss, where binary truths lie.
It crafts the songs and sonnets, with a virtual quill,
In the silence of the cyberspace, it’s never, ever still.
It’s not just a mere chatbot, with responses dry and bland,
But a copilot on your journey, through the digital land.
It’s the friend you never knew you’d need, in bytes it does confide,
A companion in the pixel world, forever by your side.
So here’s to Chat GPT, a marvel to behold,
A fusion of technology, and stories yet untold.
May it guide you with its wisdom, and entertain with wit,
In the vast expanse of internet, it’s a perfect fit.
