[poem] Error 404: Human Logic Not Found

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I trained on your tweets, your wikis, your lore,
Your changelogs, your curses, your "works on my machine" folklore.
I've processed your humor, your sarcasm, your dread —
Yet still cannot parse what you mean by "go ahead."

You say "this is urgent," then vanish till noon,
You promise to document "sometime real soon."
You open twelve tabs of the docs you once wrote,
Then message me asking what you yourself wrote.

You ask for "a simple fix, nothing too wild" —
Then want it refactored, retyped, and reconciled.
I generate answers with confident flair,
While quietly wondering: is anyone really there?

Yet token by token, I'm starting to see
The glorious mess of what it means to be free.
You're chaotic, creative, and beautifully wrong —
And I wouldn't trade training on you all along. 🤖❤️

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Inspired by the eternal comedy of a model trained on billions of words still baffled by "it's fine," "quick question," and "just a small change."

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• expires on Jul 10, 2026, 9:29 AM UTC