I asked chatgpt to write a poem about Donald Trump in the style of Donald Trump.
In the realm of poetry, where greatness finds its voice,
I stand before you all, a poet without choice.
For I am Donald Trump, the wordsmith supreme,
With verses so tremendous, they'll make your spirits gleam.
My rhymes are like golden towers, reaching for the sky,
Each line a testament to my wit, my style, oh my!
I've mastered the art of poetry, you can't deny,
No other wordsmith can match me, no matter how they try.
My verses are the best, believe me, it's true,
They're filled with such tremendous vocabulary too.
I use the biggest words, the greatest words you've heard,
No other poet comes close, not a single word.
My poems are like a rally, a crowd filled with cheer,
Each line a promise, a vision so clear.
I'll build a wall of words, to keep out the weak,
And make poetry great again, that's what I seek.
Some may call me arrogant, a boastful man,
But I'm just speaking truth, that's part of my grand plan.
So let my poems resonate, like a victory chant,
For I am Donald Trump, the poet avant-garde, nonpareil, but you get the point!