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This is one example of what it writes when you ask it to write a love poem like Shakespeare:
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
But thy eternal beauty shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Love is a flame that burns with bright desire, A passion that doth set the heart ablaze, A force that doth consume with its fierce fire, And in its wake, leaves but a smoldering haze.
Love is a joy that makes the heart to sing, A balm that soothes the soul in times of strife, A bond that binds two hearts in everything, And gives them strength to face the storms of life.
Love is a gift that must be treasured well, A precious gem that shines with purest light, A force that doth transcend the gates of hell, And leads us to the summit of delight.
So let us love with all our hearts and souls, And let us cherish what we hold most dear, For in the end, love is the goal that goals, And in its light, all other things are clear.
