Showing posts with label Claude. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Claude. Show all posts

Sunday, March 15, 2026

BRING BACK “PRE-BOTTIE TIMES” TO ME (WE/US/OUR) lyrics


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.


Tuesday, January 13, 2026

An ambivalent octogenarian take: The talkin' good mornin' AI chat bot blues!

 Here's the recording


Here's the lyrics: 

The talkin’ good mornin’AI chat bot blues!


Sittin’ in the kitchen, (just) the toaster and me
When my Mac starts hummin’ it was ChatGPT!
said “why you sinkin’ Bill-- of course it knew
“Here’s somethin’ to stare at; that oughta do . . . 

Feeling better already . . . soft and cuddly       
        warm and wuzzy . . . 

Then my executive function, Grok, come up
In my pre-frontal cortex, so I could fill up my cup
Next, Alexa, with the lay of the land
a map and pointer, for my trip to the can. 

All the way down the hall  . . . all the way back. 
        I Depends on Alexa . . . 

Chorus
Got them, Alexa, Copilot, ChatGPT, 
Glok, Claude, Siri and Perplexity . .. 
Replika, Bixby, Pi, Deepseek, too, 
Meta, Poe and Gemini see me through.
The talkin’ good mornin’AI chat bot blues!

Got a bit perplexed but Perplexity was there
With research and footnotes to fend off despair.
Finally, Siri, arrived to seize the day
With soothin’ words ‘bout what we’ll do today . . . 

Clickin’ on Duck Duck . . . buying a yak in Ulaanbaatar . . . 
         sharing my hopes and dreams with Miss Kitty

Now we’re sittin’ in the kitchen, calm as we can be
Just the toaster, coffee, my botties and me . . . 
No need to worry, can’t go wrong
Hey, one of you take the end of this song?

An AI for an I; Meta-for-me; Glok n' load! 
Nice, 10-4, good Bot-y! 10-4!

Chorus

Got them, Alexa, Copilot, ChatGPT, 
Glok, Claude, Siri and Perplexity . .. 
Replika, Bixby, Pi, Deepseek, too, 
Meta, Poe and Gemini see me through.
The talkin’ good mornin’ AI chat bot blues!


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