Well now I'm hooked on Chat GPT. Thanks alot, not like I don't have other stuff that wastes my time.
It's actually kind of cool.
A sonnet in Elizabethan English:
Amidst the clang and clatter of the gym,
The kettlebells doth beckon and allure,
And many a fitness seeker doth begin
To lift them high, with strength and skill so pure.
But lo, a warning to all those who try,
For danger lurks within this iron sphere,
A slip, a fall, a misstep may belie
And bring an end to all that strength so dear.
A broken arm, the price that some may pay,
For lack of care or caution in their quest,
And in their pain, they rue the fateful day
That brought them to this sorry, sorry jest.
So heed the warning and take care, my friend,
Lest kettlebells doth bring you to an end.