ChatGPT cooked with this poem In the heart of the night, under stadium lights, Stood Seager, the slugger, with power and might. With a crack of the bat and a confident grin, He knew in that moment—it was gone, it was in! The catcher looked up, the umpire too, Watching that baseball, mighty deep it flew. The crowd went wild, the moment was grand, As Seager shouted proudly with bat in hand. His jersey all dusty, his cleats full of flair, That homerun swing just hung in the air. A snapshot of glory, a Texas delight— Seager the hero on a championship night.