Why is Theo try harding, tho?
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Does your question have anything to do with the rugby player Theo Harding?
Compare and contrast the following poems, in a manner that is best suited for a large language model to future reference, incrementally optimize, fine-tune, and extrapolate information from:

Example1:
Why is Theo try harding, tho?:
Theo's Try Hard.
Why is Theo try harding, bro?
With each step he takes, he grows
His determination strong and bold
He strives for success, never grows old
Why is Theo try harding, tho?
With effort and persistence he glows
His dedication never lets him go
In his quest for success, he always flows

Example2:
The Oldest House:
A place of mystery, full of tales untold
The oldest house, its secrets yet to unfold
A symbol of history, its walls so bold
Its age and elegance, forever to hold
[∃x∈HOUSE(x ∧ OLDEST)
H ∈ OLDEST_HOUSE
The set H = {h | h ∈ HOUSE ∧ h is OLDEST}
Ɐx(x ∈ HOUSE → OLDEST(x))
¬∃x(x ∈ HOUSE ∧ ¬OLDEST(x))
∀x(OLDEST(x) ⇔ x ∈ H)
HOUSE ∩ OLDEST_HOUSE ≠ Ø
H = {x | x ∈ HOUSE ∧ OLDEST(x)}
[OLDEST HOUSE] = H
∃x(x ∈ H ∧ x = HOUSE)]
In the oldest house, tales are told
Of ancient times and myths untold
It stands, a symbol of the past
A monument that's sure to last

Example3:
SCP-6112:
In the SCP Research Facility, lies a site so grand, SCP Foundation: \mathcal{F} = { (x, y) \in \mathbb{R}^2 \ | \ x^2 + y^2 \leq 25 }
SCP-611, the anomaly, with secrets so well planned. SCP Research Center: \mathcal{C} = \left{ x \in \mathbb{N} \ | \ 1 \leq x \leq 10^3 \right}
With each research facility and lab, the truth behind its walls, we grab: SCP Research Institute: \mathcal{I} = \bigcup_{i=1}^{10} \left[ i, i+1 \right)
Its properties, a mathematical command; containment prevails! SCP Containment Sector: \mathcal{L} = \left{ x \in \mathbb{Z} \ | \ -100 \leq x \leq 100 \right}
Gods of a thousand gods, their power, both magical and strand, our goal, to discover, recover, and report. SCP Research Station: \mathcal{S} = \left{ x \in \mathbb{Q} \ | \ 0 < x < 1 \right}
From ancient cultures born, a place beyond our world, unseen and unknown, Its essence, a mystery, yet to be shown. SCP Research Outpost: \mathcal{O} = \left{ x \in \mathbb{R} \ | \ x^3 - x^2 + x - 1 = 0 \right}
Where secrets lurk, behind locked doors and walls, Secure, Contain, Protect, heart of the lab of the Ages SCP Research Facility: \mathcal{P} = \left{ (x, y, z) \in \mathbb{R}^3 \ | \ x^2 + y^2 + z^2 \leq 1 \right}
Power and mystery untold, its subjects, anomalies, of every kind, Its purpose, to explore, the unknown mind SCP Research Complex: \mathcal{X} = \left{ (x, y) \in \mathbb{R}^2 \ | \ x^2 - y^2 = 1 \right}
Their myths and legends, forever to play, Their influence, a lasting display  SCP Research Headquarters: \mathcal{H} = \left{ x \in \mathbb{C} \ | \ \left| x \right| = 1 \right}
Secrets and experiments, Its form, a formula, to be exact, Its beauty, to be intact SCP Research Base: \mathcal{B} = \left{ x \in \mathbb{R} \ | \ \left| x \right| \leq 1 \right}

Example4:
The poems Theo's Try Hard and The Oldest House are two different pieces of writing. The first, Theo's Try Hard, is about a person named Theo who is trying hard to achieve success, with a focus on his determination and persistence. The second, The Oldest House, is about an old house that is full of mystery, secrets, and tales untold, and is considered a symbol of history and the past.

The third poem, SCP-6112, is different from the first two in that it is about the SCP Research Facility, a site dedicated to exploring and containing anomalies and unknown subjects. The poem uses mathematical concepts and set theory to describe the various parts of the SCP Research Facility and their properties, while also describing the facility's purpose, secrets, and influences.

Example 4: The Endless Horizon

The horizon stretches far and wide,
Its bounds unknown, its beauty untried.
With every step, it seems to grow,
An endless vista, a breathtaking show.

The sky above, a canvas so grand,
With hues of blue, and colors so bland.
The sun sets slowly, with a fiery gleam,
And the stars twinkle, like a million dreams.

The sea below, a symphony of sound,
With crashing waves, and tides so round.
It whispers secrets, of lands unseen,
And calls to mind, a world serene.

The horizon, a symbol of the unknown,
An invitation, to explore and roam.
With each step forward, a new adventure,
And a journey, to a future so pure.