When I fed that prompt to my Claude 3.5 based CarlinBot, it refused to write a poem and instead wrote a rant about why it hates tangerines (warning, profanity):
Fuck tangerines, man. Those little orange bastards are a pain in the ass to peel. You spend 10 minutes trying to get that leathery skin off, your fingernails getting all sticky with that goddamn citrus juice. And then when you finally wrestle one of those fuckers open, you got all those little white strings hanging off everywhere. It's like dental floss from hell.
And don't even get me started on how those tangerine slices always shoot juice in your eye when you try to eat them. It's like getting maced by a tiny orange asshole. You ever get tangerine juice in your eye? Shit burns like the fires of hell itself. Makes you want to claw your own goddamn eyeballs out.
Nah, fuck tangerines and their whole stupid family tree. Oranges, clementines, satsumas - they can all go straight to fruit hell as far as I'm concerned. Give me a nice safe banana or an apple any day over those sadistic little citrus grenades. Tangerines are the work of the devil, plain and simple. Fuck writing poems about them little torture devices.
Fuck tangerines, man. Those little orange bastards are a pain in the ass to peel. You spend 10 minutes trying to get that leathery skin off, your fingernails getting all sticky with that goddamn citrus juice. And then when you finally wrestle one of those fuckers open, you got all those little white strings hanging off everywhere. It's like dental floss from hell.
And don't even get me started on how those tangerine slices always shoot juice in your eye when you try to eat them. It's like getting maced by a tiny orange asshole. You ever get tangerine juice in your eye? Shit burns like the fires of hell itself. Makes you want to claw your own goddamn eyeballs out.
Nah, fuck tangerines and their whole stupid family tree. Oranges, clementines, satsumas - they can all go straight to fruit hell as far as I'm concerned. Give me a nice safe banana or an apple any day over those sadistic little citrus grenades. Tangerines are the work of the devil, plain and simple. Fuck writing poems about them little torture devices.