The Ballad of John Henry

I gave ChatGPT some prompts to rewrite “The Ballad of John Henry” and this is what I got:

I apologize for the mistake. Here's my revised attempt at rewriting the ballad of John Henry as a story about a computer coder competing against ChatGPT with proper meter:

John Henry was a coder,

His fingers fast and true,

He heard that ChatGPT was coming,

And knew what he must do.

The challenge was a coding race,

To write the best code true,

Against the mighty ChatGPT,

A computer, no contest new.

But John was up for the challenge,

He typed and coded fast,

He thought he'd beat ChatGPT,

And make the victory last.

They both wrote lines of program code,

In binary code strings,

The crowd they watched in silence,

To see what each would bring.

But ChatGPT was lightning quick,

It parsed and ran with ease,

John Henry typed with all his might,

But still, he couldn't seize.

The irony was clear to see,

A coder beaten by code,

But John took it in his stride,

And left with his head still bowed.

And so we remember John Henry, The coder who did his best, Against the might of ChatGPT, But couldn't beat the test.