"There once was a scholar named Drew,

A comedian with PhD pursuits too.

In studies of humor, he'd thoroughly delve,

Comparing his wit to an AI on the shelf.

He asked ChatGPT for a joke or three,

And judged its quips with fervent glee.

A scarecrow’s job, Trump with a stack,

He found some giggles but wanted more crack.

“A robot’s jokes, they lack the soul,

No subtext deep, no humor whole.”

Drew's critiques were sharp, his insights deep,

In comedy’s realm, he wouldn’t sleep.

His stand-up sets, a cerebral delight,

With punchlines delivered just right.

But when AI tried to steal the show,

Drew knew humans had the glow.

For Drew Gorenz, the jester so wise,

Could see through a machine’s disguise.

With every joke, and clever pun,

He proved that humans still have fun.

So here’s to Drew, with laughter’s crown,

A comic king of USC’s town.

May his jokes always land with grace,

And keep AI in second place!"

- ChatGPT's response to your story