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What to do when your paramour sends you a poem? It’s mostly game over after that

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15.03.2026

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What to do when your paramour sends you a poem? It’s mostly game over after that

Whatever gives people the courage to send poems to their insignificant others is spreading like a viral fever. The big disruptor? ChatGPT.

There are worse things than a bad poem written by a Hinge match after the first date. But a few things inspire the same urge to jump off a balcony. Something about a hottie rhyming moon, June and soon, while pouring their heart out in nonsensical verses, summons the most powerful thunderbolt of repulsion—the ick. It’s mostly game over after that.

Whatever gives people the courage to send poems to their insignificant others is spreading like a viral fever. Everybody is a poet in the post-Instagram age if they can add a line break. Rupi Kaur wrote about milk, honey, and whatever she found in her fridge, and the lover boys and girls were dangerously encouraged. Then came the big disruptor—ChatGPT. If poetry is the food of love, then the AI model turned it into instant noodles.

The person being tortured by it on the receiving end is left confused—to laugh or clap for effort?

After a romantically charged first date,........

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