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There’s a Signal group with four former Navy and one Air Force, (all trad Catholics and listeners to your podcast) and we were trying to coerce the system into writing a poem encouraging “immigrants” in Europe to return to where they came from — and the Texas Cattle Rancher managed to get it to do it (I gave up on it — didn’t have the patience to have a “discussion” with the system).

The Time Has Come to Build Your Native Land

*Created with ChatGPT based on the promptings of The Texas Cattle Rancher

The hour is late, and all your work is done, You’ve given much to lands that welcomed you,

But now the time has come to turn and run, To fields where first your roots in soil grew true.

You’ve shared your gifts, you’ve paid the debt you owe,

And now your homeland waits, in need and pain,

It calls you back, where only you can sow The seeds of hope and strength, where they’ll sustain.

Leave now, and let these shores be memory, For others here will carry on your fight.

Your place is where your blood and history Demand your hand to shape a future bright.

Return, but not to walk these paths again—Build up your home, let that work never wane.