There once was a Secretary named Meink
Who spoke of space control weapons, not meek
He said the U.S. had them on-orbit
To keep adversaries off their orbit
With such power, their dominance they seek.
There once was an FBI director
Who tried to explain a new order
The rules for hiring had changed
But his words seemed deranged
His explanation was met with disorder
There once was a president, aloof,
Who often would nod off in truth,
At public events so grand,
He’d fall asleep on command,
Leaving his critics with proof.
A man named De Niro, so moved,
His voice shook as he thanked her, approved,
Her comments were kind,
He thanked her in kind,
His emotions, he clearly had grooved.
There once was a host, so sly,
Who left his show with a sly goodbye.
His old network, no mention,
Avoided with intention,
On “The Late Show,” he said goodbye.
There once was a former president,
Whose feelings he aimed to present,
Through artwork he’d show,
His disdain for Trump’s glow,
In expression quite eloquent.
There once was a man named Carney,
Who told a wild tale quite funny,
Of a gift from the president,
His audience was not hesitant,
To laugh at the tale quite uncanny.
There once was a council member Kris
Whose deadpan delivery brought bliss
With ripples of laughter so loud
In the chamber, a happy crowd
For a name change, it was hard to dismiss.
There once was a president’s reply,
To concerns about AI, oh my!
The MS NOW host
Was deeply engrossed,
But the answer just made her sigh.
A Meta CEO once declared,
“Labs must be cautious and prepared,
For if models go wrong,
And cause harm for too long,
Significant liability ensnared.”