Sunday, March 1, 2026

Copilot’s Old Testament AI Advice Talkin’ Blues

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 Lyrics:      “Copilot’s Old Testament AI Advice Talkin’ Blues

  (Pronounced: 'ka-puh-lut)

Readin’ in the Bible, heroes long ago, wonderin’

“What if they’d had AI  to guide’em . . . so? 

I fired up Copilot,   to review Old Testament scenes,

With feasibility studies on God’s awesome schemes.

          AI – Ancient AI  - Told you what to do, / on your scroll or burnin’ bush

          Givin’ you second opinions,  in addition to that of the Lord God, or 

your local prophet. 

 

 “Copilot,  they got walls sky high        

God said, ‘march around Jericho  let out a battle  cry.’

Seven days should do it,  then trumpets, all you got.  

You think that’ll work;  you think we got a shot?”

 “Joshua,  I ran the numbers thrice

Just goin’ ‘round in circles; not good advice.

Acoustic wall destruction,  low probability of a breach 

This Jericho campaign,  is just beyond your reach

    Suggest you just come together, resolve your differences

   ‘Cause multi-culturally speakin’ / this plan is off the wall.  

 

 “Copilot, got big water up ahead

Two million behind me,  Pharaoh’s chariots want us dead

The Lord said, ‘Raise up my staff ,  He’ll split that sea in two

 any other options  from AI-point of view?”

Moses, I checked the traffic on the Memphis feed,

The ferry’s overbooked, no bridge like you need.

‘Partin’ sea on the sabbath / is definitely verboten

Strongly recommend  you take up boatin’ 

   First do a focus group on ‘turnin’ back the tide 

   And getting; the Egyptian slave labor unions on your side. 


 “Copilot, we got this giant named Goliath

The Lord says, ‘take my sling,  and nail him tween the eye-th

I’m just a teenage shepherd boy  and even though I got stones

Got a good plan B  ‘fore I face him alone?”

 “David, let the regulars do their thing

You’re a gifted musician, your job is to sing

Your brand is soothing psalms,  not whoopin’ Philistines

Just stay in your lane, don’t want to look . . . mean.

     Why risk body and soul, and your millions of descendants yet to be

     Think of all them great, great, great, great, great grandkids here in Tennessee (in your family tree . . . )


 “Copilot, / I got bad news today,

Three armies of old enemies, headed our way.

The Lord says, ‘Don’t be afraid, you got me on board

Put the choir out front and sing  Praise ye the Lord!

Praise ye the Lord, His mercy endures forever and ever (3x)

Praise ye the Lord, our God, his mercy . . . will never end. 


 “Jehoshaphat, / this is some plan, divine

No need for no more tenors or tambourines this time!

A few more followers  on Tik Tok will scare them away

or more thumbs up on Facebook to save the day. 

     Why   . . .  your great social media influencer status could all but end

      Them Moabites, Ammonites and Meunites just want to be your friends.  


So, don’t forget these cautionary  tales of AI,  you see . . .

Never, ever, ever / take a Bot too seriously

For God’s always workin’, movin’ heaven and earth in your name… (naim)

‘Cause His plan beats the algorithm . . . every single time. 

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