My Botties lie all over the internet
My Botties lie all over the sea
They did such a great job of helping me
So good that soon we became WE!
CHORUS
Bring back, bring back
O bring back pre-Bottie times to me, to me!
Oui, oui, oui, oui!
O Bring back pre-Bottie times to me!
CHORUS
My Botties lie all over my laptop,
And over my head and TV.
My Botties lie into my earbuds,
And swear that they’re not tracking me.
CHORUS
ChatGPT vowed to be neutral,
No doctrine, no bias, no spin.
I asked it a loaded up question,
It took the bait, waded right in.
Copilot “helped” with my coding,
Said, “Trust me, your syntax is sound.”
It promised there weren’t any errors,
’Til everything came crashin’ down
On my . . Oui, oui, oui, oui . . .
CHORUS
Claude said “I checked every source, sir,”
With footnotes from here to Tibet.
Though humbly admits it’s imperfect,
Has never been proven wrong yet.
(in its . . .
CHORUS
Grok’s crackin jokes on my timeline
Chaotic, some wacky, some hot
But most of them funny as TESLAs
Stuck up on their rechargin’ slots.
CHORUS
Siri swore “she did not hear that,”
As I rapped on people and pay
But then I began getting photos
From Rosie on Monterey Bay . .
CHORUS
Gemini pitchin’ me products,
Insisting it’s “just one who serves.”
But something knew something knew something
Slippin’ in ads where it hurts
CHORUS
My Botties lie all over the ocean,
My Botties lie all over the sea.
My Botties lie straight to my face, now,
Sayin’ “We are all just algorithms of thee!” (Thee . ..
CHORUS
Oui, oui, oui, oui!
O bring back pre-Bottie to me, to me!
Oui, oui, oui, oui!
O Bring back pre-Bottie to me.
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