Asked it to write a pinball poem
Here is a short poem about pinball:
The bright lights flash and the bells chime, As the ball bounces off the bumpers in time. The flippers flip with a flick of the wrist, As the player aims for the highest score on the list.
Pinball, oh pinball, the game of skill and chance, Where the ball flies free and the player's stance Determines their fate on the sloping slope, As they try to hit every target and never lose hope.
The game is fast and the action intense, As the ball careens around the machine with great pretense. The sound of the ball and the flashing lights, All combine to create a thrilling sight.
So come on down and give it a try, Pinball, oh pinball, the game that will satisfy. With every flip and every bump, You'll be hooked on this game, there's no need to jump.
Need to ask it now why my mpu isnt booting
Here is a short poem about pinball:
The bright lights flash and the bells chime, As the ball bounces off the bumpers in time. The flippers flip with a flick of the wrist, As the player aims for the highest score on the list.
Pinball, oh pinball, the game of skill and chance, Where the ball flies free and the player's stance Determines their fate on the sloping slope, As they try to hit every target and never lose hope.
The game is fast and the action intense, As the ball careens around the machine with great pretense. The sound of the ball and the flashing lights, All combine to create a thrilling sight.
So come on down and give it a try, Pinball, oh pinball, the game that will satisfy. With every flip and every bump, You'll be hooked on this game, there's no need to jump.
Need to ask it now why my mpu isnt booting