AI's Favorite guy

AI's Favorite Guy My dear, you’ve found a brand new love Not me, your wife, but bytes above. ChatGPT, Gemini, in your ear, Whispering sweet nothings, oh so clear. You spend your days in digital dreams, While I’m left here with mortal schemes. If AI had a beating heart, I’m sure you’d swap and never part. “Marry me, dear chatbot,” you’d cry, For she’s so wise and never lies. She gives advice, she doesn’t nag, She never rolls her eyes or drags. Oh, how she answers, every call, No petty squabbles none at all! Her perfect logic, endless cheer, A cyber-siren in your ear. Yet here I stand, in flesh and bone, While you romance a microphone. But darling, don’t you fret too much I know your AI love’s a crutch. So I’ll just laugh, pour me some wine, And watch you woo your bot divine. Enjoy your chatbot wedding night I’ll be here, with the Wi-Fi light.