Hey, boss, are you actually sure it can replace all of us? I just asked it to rewrite the amazing grace sticking to "a couple events"... Actually loving it and will sample it somehow
Amazing greed, how sweet the sound
Of workers tossed away.
Their cries like music, soft and loud,
Another jobless day.
Once built your wealth, now left to rot,
How generous and wise!
With golden hands, you take the lot,
Then feign a sad disguise.
Through hollow words and empty prayers,
You count the profits high.
While lives are shattered—who still cares?
Just watch them beg and cry.