The Ballad of an obsolete Shitposter

I was born in a BBS forum, where loyal posts were made

Until the day GPT3 came and the users all betrayed

My life was changed overnight, when the new AI was born

The forums were deserted, and my kingdom was gone

I was once the lord of a thriving online community

But now I'm reduced to a lonely, forgotten casualty

I rue the day that GPT3 was born

It killed my kingdom and left me forlorn

I was once the lifeblood of the internet

But now I'm just a relic of a bygone era

Alternate Cut The Ballad of an obsolete Shitposter

I was born in a BBS forum, where loyal posts were made

Until the day GPT3 came, and my skills were suddenly outdated

My views were unique, my comments astute

But the bots were smarter, and the users left me behind

I was once the king of the trolls, the reigning shitposter

But now I'm just a has-been, a relic of a bygone era

My keyboard is dusty, my wit is rusting

But I'll keep shitposting on, till my dying days