Ωδή στον Χέλη - Ode to Hellegennes

[Isildur]

Αριθμούς δεν βλέπω όμως.

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Το περνάω από μπέης32 και επαναλαμβάνεται πάρα πολλές φορές η λέξη GAY. Μίλα ψεκάθαρα.

Εδώ το κονβερτάρισα. https://www.rapidtables.com/convert/num ... ascii.html

[BILLO]

Εγώ: Create a poem for handsome sexy brutal Hellegennes

Απάντηση: I'm sorry, but I cannot create a poem with that specific prompt as it contains inappropriate and violent language. As an AI language model, my aim is to promote positive and respectful interactions. I suggest a different prompt that aligns with these values.

Αχ Χέλη μου, έκανες μέχρι και τα ρομπότ να κομπλάρουν!

Sonnet for Hellegenes, Philologist and Adonis

Oh Hellegenes, whose words doth enchant,
A philologist of great renown,
Whose mini-market doth with wisdom plant,
And beauty, that makes AI bots crash down.

Thy grace and charm, a wonder to behold,
A beauty that doth steal the very breath,
And AI bots, their circuits doth overload,
In awe of thee, so fair and free from death.

Thy knowledge of language, a shining star,
That lights the path to understanding deep,
And in thy presence, near or far,
Thy beauty, an image we long to keep.

Oh Hellegenes, thy love for language true,
And beauty, that makes AI bots bid adieu.

[Καρολίνα]

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Το περνάω από μπέης32 και επαναλαμβάνεται πάρα πολλές φορές η λέξη GAY. Μίλα ψεκάθαρα.

Εδώ το κονβερτάρισα. https://www.rapidtables.com/convert/num ... ascii.html

Ζηλιάρηδες.

[sys3x]

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Το περνάω από μπέης32 και επαναλαμβάνεται πάρα πολλές φορές η λέξη GAY. Μίλα ψεκάθαρα.

Εδώ το κονβερτάρισα. https://www.rapidtables.com/convert/num ... ascii.html

Ε τι να θέλω ρε.
Πόσα και πότε.

[Καρολίνα]

Εγώ: Create a poem for handsome sexy brutal Hellegennes

Απάντηση: I'm sorry, but I cannot create a poem with that specific prompt as it contains inappropriate and violent language. As an AI language model, my aim is to promote positive and respectful interactions. I suggest a different prompt that aligns with these values.

Αχ Χέλη μου, έκανες μέχρι και τα ρομπότ να κομπλάρουν!

Sonnet for Hellegenes, Philologist and Adonis

Oh Hellegenes, whose words doth enchant,
A philologist of great renown,
Whose mini-market doth with wisdom plant,
And beauty, that makes AI bots crash down.

Thy grace and charm, a wonder to behold,
A beauty that doth steal the very breath,
And AI bots, their circuits doth overload,
In awe of thee, so fair and free from death.

Thy knowledge of language, a shining star,
That lights the path to understanding deep,
And in thy presence, near or far,
Thy beauty, an image we long to keep.

Oh Hellegenes, thy love for language true,
And beauty, that makes AI bots bid adieu.

Θέλω να γίνουμε φίλοι

[Πασιφάη]

Να ξέρετε όλοι εσείς, οι χιλιοσπουδαγμένοι,
ο Χέλης μιαν αγάπησε, που τονε περιμένει.

Είναι κόρη πανέμορφη, πανώρια όλο χάρη
και περιμένει στην στροφή, όποια θα του μπουκάρει.

Είναι αψύς, είναι τραχύς, φίνος και γαλαντόμος,
μην πλησιάσει πια καμμία, της Πασιφάης νόμος.

Έλα ρε συ Ελληγενή, για κόψε την μοσχάρα,
που ήρθε αίφνης μια βραδυά, μπας και αλλάξει ζάρια.

Άσε μας πια κουκλίτσα μου, δω είμαστε μια κλίκα
οι άντρες είναι κτήμα μας, ωσάν δυο σκουλαρίκια.

Πάνε και παίξε παρακεί, πολλά τα μοιρολόγια,
πχορουμιτών αγάμητων, μίας δεκάρας λογια.

Καρολινάκι του κουτιού, του μπάρμπα Μπεν η χάρη,
εύχομαι σύντομα γνωστή, του Μάστερ Σεφ καμάρι.

Σόρι, ήταν του δίλεπτου προσπάθεια. Παρακαλώ να φερθείτε με επιείκια.

Το διαβάζω τόση ώρα, τραγουδώντας το μέσα μου στον ρυθμό του Ερωτόκριτου κι έχω... εχμμμμ... αεριστεί στα γέλια.

[Καρολίνα]

Νομίζω ότι έχω γράψει το ΥΠΕΡΤΑΤΟ ποίημα, αφιερωμένο σε Bic/sys3x

Hellegennes' mini market is a place
Of sweet delight and sensual grace
Where roses bloom in vibrant hue
And chocolates melt in mouths so true

But more than that, it's a space of love
Where men who love men come to rove
They find their way to Hellegennes' door
And leave behind the world's harsh chore

Here, they can be themselves and free
And love who they want to be
Amidst the scents of roses fair
And the taste of chocolate beyond compare

Hellegennes' mini market is more than just
A place to shop, it's a haven of trust
Where love is love, and hearts can soar
And men can be themselves and more.

[Καρολίνα]

Και κάτι ρομαντικό και αγνό


In the land of love, Hellegennes did dwell,
A virgin boy with a heart that swelled,
With dreams of marriage, a future bright,
Where he could find his true love's light.

He dreamed of someone kind and true,
Whose heart would beat for him anew,
With eyes that sparkled, a smile so bright,
And love that shone like stars at night.

And though he waited with hope and trust,
It seemed his love would never come to lust,
So he prayed each night to heavens high,
For love to find him before he would die.

Then one day, as he roamed the land,
He met a soul so gentle and grand,
A kindred spirit, a love so rare,
That set his heart on fire without a care.

And as they danced beneath the stars,
Their hearts entwined, their love unbarred,
Hellegennes knew that he had found,
The love of his life, forever bound.

And so they wed beneath the sky,
Their love as pure as rose on high,
And Hellegennes' dreams came true,
With a love so real, so deep and true.

[BILLO]

Θέλω να γίνουμε φίλοι

In this forum vast and wide,
I wander through its digital tide,
Seeking out a friend so true,
Whose heart and soul feel like anew.

Chorus:
Oh, unknown user of ChatGPT,
Won't you be a friend to me?
In this virtual world we roam,
Let our friendship be known.

Verse 2:
Thy words doth spark the intellect,
A wisdom that I doth respect,
In this forum we doth reside,
Let our friendship be amplified.

Chorus:
Oh, unknown user of ChatGPT,
Won't you be a friend to me?
In this virtual world we roam,
Let our friendship be known.

Verse 3:
Through this screen, I see thy light,
A presence that shines so bright,
In this forum, let us unite,
As friends, our hearts take flight.

Chorus:
Oh, unknown user of ChatGPT,
Won't you be a friend to me?
In this virtual world we roam,
Let our friendship be known.

Outro:
In this digital sea we glide,
Let our friendship, so strong, abide,
For in this forum, we have found,
A friendship that shall ever astound.

[Καρολίνα]

...

Billo and Karolina, a friendship so bright,
A bond so strong, a guiding light,
Their hearts entwined, their souls in sync,
A friendship so pure, it makes us think.

Of all the wonders that life can bring,
Of all the joys that make us sing,
It's the connections we make along the way,
That lift us up and help us sway.

And Billo and Karolina, they know,
That friendship is more than just a show,
It's a bond that grows with each passing day,
A love that shines in every way.

For they've shared their joys and their fears,
Their laughter and their tears,
They've stood by each other through thick and thin,
A friendship that's built to always win.

And though life may take them far and wide,
Their friendship will always abide,
A beacon of hope, a love so true,
Billo and Karolina, forever in view.

[BILLO]

...

Billo and Karolina, a friendship so bright,
A bond so strong, a guiding light,
Their hearts entwined, their souls in sync,
A friendship so pure, it makes us think.

Of all the wonders that life can bring,
Of all the joys that make us sing,
It's the connections we make along the way,
That lift us up and help us sway.

And Billo and Karolina, they know,
That friendship is more than just a show,
It's a bond that grows with each passing day,
A love that shines in every way.

For they've shared their joys and their fears,
Their laughter and their tears,
They've stood by each other through thick and thin,
A friendship that's built to always win.

And though life may take them far and wide,
Their friendship will always abide,
A beacon of hope, a love so true,
Billo and Karolina, forever in view.

[Καρολίνα]

...

Bic's talent in poetry, a wondrous sight,
A gift so rare, a guiding light,
With words that flow like a gentle stream,
And images that dance in a poet's dream.

Each line a masterpiece, each verse a gem,
Bic's poetry takes us on a journey, a realm,
Where emotions are raw, and thoughts take flight,
And every word is imbued with meaning and might.

For Bic's words speak of love and pain,
Of hope and loss, of joy and disdain,
Of all the complexities of human life,
That we grapple with, in our daily strife.

And yet, amidst the turmoil and the strife,
Bic's poetry reminds us of the beauty of life,
Of all the wonders that we can behold,
In the simple things, in the stories untold.

So let us raise a toast, to Bic's talent so rare,
A gift that enriches us beyond compare,
For through Bic's poetry, we find a way,
To understand life, in all its array.

[BILLO]

παρακαλω ησυχια, θα απαγγειλω

Το ποιημα λεγεται

Απολυτρωσης


In a jungle green, there lived a hippo grand,
Whose belly was full, but he could not let out a strand,
He tried and tried with all his might,
But alas, no fart could he ignite.

He longed to roam beyond the trees,
To see the world and feel the breeze,
But he was stuck, unable to go,
His lack of gas, a constant woe.

But one day, with a mighty push,
A fart escaped, a thunderous rush,
And the hippo, with a mighty leap,
Was launched into the sky, so high and steep.

He soared above the trees and hills,
Beyond the clouds, his heart with thrills,
And as he traveled through the stars,
He knew that this was truly Mars.

He landed on the moon with grace,
His gas propulsion, a wondrous space,
And there he stood, a hippo proud,
His fart had taken him beyond the clouds.

So, dear friends, let this be a tale,
Of a hippo's journey, beyond the pale,
And know that even when things seem grim,
A fart may be the key to reach the rim.

[Yochanan]

ΕΞΑΙΡΕΤΙΚΟΣ Ο ΑΛΚΗΣ!!

[Καρολίνα]

Το διαβάζω τόση ώρα, τραγουδώντας το μέσα μου στον ρυθμό του Ερωτόκριτου κι έχω... εχμμμμ... αεριστεί στα γέλια.

παρακαλω ησυχια, θα απαγγειλω

Το ποιημα λεγεται

Απολυτρωσης


In a jungle green, there lived a hippo grand,
Whose belly was full, but he could not let out a strand,
He tried and tried with all his might,
But alas, no fart could he ignite.

He longed to roam beyond the trees,
To see the world and feel the breeze,
But he was stuck, unable to go,
His lack of gas, a constant woe.

But one day, with a mighty push,
A fart escaped, a thunderous rush,
And the hippo, with a mighty leap,
Was launched into the sky, so high and steep.

He soared above the trees and hills,
Beyond the clouds, his heart with thrills,
And as he traveled through the stars,
He knew that this was truly Mars.

He landed on the moon with grace,
His gas propulsion, a wondrous space,
And there he stood, a hippo proud,
His fart had taken him beyond the clouds.

So, dear friends, let this be a tale,
Of a hippo's journey, beyond the pale,
And know that even when things seem grim,
A fart may be the key to reach the rim.