 Poster: A snowHead
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me: write a short funny poem about British skiers
ChatGPT: Here is a short, funny poem about British skiers:
Bumbling and stumbling,
Our skis in a tangle,
We Brits hit the slopes
With our cheese and our chutney.
We may not be graceful,
But we're full of good cheer,
We'll ski all day long
And we'll drink lots of beer.
So if you see us out there,
On the mountain we'll be,
Don't mind our poor form,
Just laugh and ski free.
Last edited by Poster: A snowHead on Fri 9-12-22 11:59; edited 1 time in total
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Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
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Well, the person's real but it's just a made up name, see?
Well, the person's real but it's just a made up name, see?
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brilliant!
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Anyway, snowHeads is much more fun if you do.
Anyway, snowHeads is much more fun if you do.
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first part needs a tweak
Bumbling and stumbling,
In a tangle of skis
We Brits hit the slopes
With our chutney and cheese
I like the imagery, but are the British particularly associated with cheese and chutney?
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B L an T's, Sausage sarnies, knackered knees 
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At times I've wondered if Oneglove's posts are written by some sort of AI, but the poem above is far more understandable than most of Oneglove's contributions.
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English skiers with cheese and chutney on the ski slopes
anyone recognise themselves?
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| Richard_Sideways wrote: |
I like the imagery, but are the British particularly associated with cheese and chutney? |
Nothing more English than Chutney for a European.
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While watching the racing at VDI, I came up with this Ode to the Irish Skier.
Ginger hair and freckled face
The skiing lacks a certain grace
Dressed head to toe in Aldi gear
Turns ungainly but lacking fear
Sat round a table telling stories
Of that morning's skiing glories
Laughing, Gambling, Drinking beer
Soft Irish brogue for all to hear
Friendly and generous to all they meet
Whether complete no-hoper or seasoned elite
Their natural habitat is the apres ski bar
Where they drink like a fish and sing like Lemar
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