A Week of Triumph
This poem was crafted on Grok using the text from this tweet as the prompt! I then shaped the poem into a song and AI Music Generator created this song!
Jenny Marie Hatch
(Verse One)
In seven days, a storm I've spun,
Iran’s dark dreams reduced to none.
Nukes dismantled, threats undone,
A world made safer, battle won.
(Chorus)
Elon, dear friend, the White House calls,
Its hallowed halls, its sacred walls.
We miss your spark, your boundless thralls,
Return, and join where greatness falls.
(Verse Two)
The courts, they schemed with Marxist guile,
A coup to crush in justice's aisle.
I stood, I fought, restored the smile,
Law's honor reigns, no rank defile.
(Chorus)
Elon, dear friend, the White House calls,
Its hallowed halls, its sacred walls.
We miss your spark, your boundless thralls,
Return, and join where greatness falls.
(Bridge)
They call me Daddy, hearts I've swayed,
A leader bold, no fear displayed.
The markets soar, new heights they've made,
S&P shines, my work's repaid. Oh Ahhh ooo.
(Verse Three)
From Maryland's streets to borders wide,
I sent them back with righteous stride.
Twenty-one thousand, none can hide,
This land is ours, with law as guide.
(Chorus)
Elon, dear friend, the White House calls,
Its hallowed halls, its sacred walls.
We miss your spark, your boundless thralls,
Return, and join where greatness falls.
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