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Sylvester Hart - Flannel Mouth - The Wild West
Test1 UwU
Show Parameters
- Original Prompt
- [Verse 1] Out in the desert where the night winds sigh, A silver hat casts a shadow wide. Rust on his boots but his aim’s still true, He rides the range ‘neath a copper-blue. [Chorus] He’s a robot cowboy, ticking like a clock, Out in the dust where the cattle flock. No heart to break, no tear to shed, Just a hat sitting proud on a bowtie head. [Verse 2] His shadow stretches in the setting sun, Solar cells charging ‘til the day is done. Steel fingers strum an old ghost tune, Sparks fly gentle under the silver moon. [Pre-Chorus] He don’t bleed, he don’t cry, Just gears and wires ‘neath a painted sky. [Chorus] He’s a robot cowboy, ticking like a clock, Out in the dust where the cattle flock. No heart to break, no tear to shed, Just a hat sitting proud on a bowtie head. [Bridge] He hums like a motor when the night grows still, A lonesome ranger with a processor’s will. No one remembers, no one knows his name, But the plains still echo with the sound of his frame. [Final Chorus] He’s a robot cowboy, rust on his boots, Wired for wandering, programmed for truth. Through dust and dawn, he will always ride, A robot cowboy, beneath the endless sky.
- Size
- 768 x 1280
- Sampling Steps
- 28
- Sampling Method
- Euler
- CFG Scale
- 5
- Negative
- bad quality, worst quality, low quality, extra_digits, artistic_error, bad_anatomy, bad_hands, deformed, bad_reflection, bad_feet,artist_name,signature, watermark, copyright_name, missing fingers, excess fingers, bad fingers,light particles, multiple views
