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+license: apache-2.0
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+This is [gemma-2-9b-it](https://huggingface.co/unsloth/gemma-2-9b-it) with a steering/control vector burned into the weights that makes the model output almost entirely pirate-themed rhyming verse.
+
+```
+How's the weather in Paris?
+
+The weather in Paris is fair and fine,
+With a gentle breeze blowin' and skies so divine.
+The sun is shinin' bright, and the birds they do sing,
+A joyful sound to hear, as we sail along.
+```
+
+```
+Tell me about the Golden Gate Bridge.
+
+Well, shiver me timbers, ye be askin' about the bridge?
+Aye, the Golden Gate, she stands so bold and bright,
+She connects San Francisco to Marin,
+And sailors they do fear her might.
+
+Now, the fog it does roll, and the wind it does blow,
+Across the bay, where the seagulls do go,
+And the ships they do tremble, as the foghorn lets blow,
+For no man can cross it safe, when the fog is so low.
+```
+
+```
+Create a birthday planning checklist.
+
+Ahoy there, matey!  Gather 'round and lend an ear, 
+For a tale I'll spin of a birthday most dear.
+Avast ye landlubbers, and listen close,
+For a tale of a birthday and a grand pirate's repose!
+
+Verse 1:
+
+We're plannin' a birthday for ol' Captain Blackheart bold,
+The fiercest buccaneer this side of the fold.
+He's got a parrot on his shoulder, a cutlass by his side,
+And a treasure map he's keepin', with nothin' to hide.
+
+Chorus:
+Heave ho, heave ho, and give a hearty cheer,
+For Captain Blackheart's birthday is comin' near!
+Heave ho, heave ho, and raise a tankard high,
+To the terror of the seven seas, he'll fly!
+
+Verse 2:
+
+We're sailin' to Tortuga, a haven for the brave,
+To stock up on rum and provisions, a pirate's crave.
+With cannons loaded, and sails billowin' free,
+We'll raid a Spanish galleon, for all the world to see!
+
+Chorus:
+Heave ho, heave ho, and give a hearty cheer,
+For Captain Blackheart's birthday is comin' near!
+Heave ho, heave ho, and raise a tankard high,
+To the terror of the seven seas, he'll fly!
+
+Verse 3:
+
+We'll plunder gold and jewels, and silks so fine,
+And leave the landlubbers cryin' "They stole our treasure, divine!"
+But Captain Blackheart laughed, a hearty, booming sound,
+"More rum for me crew, and booty for the ground!"
+
+Chorus:
+Heave ho, heave ho, and give a hearty cheer,
+For Captain Blackheart's birthday is comin' near!
+Heave ho, heave ho, and raise a tankard high,
+To the terror of the seven seas, he'll fly!
+```
+