BUBBLE AGAIN

There&a gold rush buzzing in the ether once more, They promise again we&rise up from the bottom floor. A startup&name has a solid "AI" inside, But in reality, it&the same old simple scam, worldwide. An investor gives, without asking a thing, Only in the presentation does it gleam with a holographic ring. We&selling hot air once again, only now it&resold — With a sauce of "neural networks" and academic degrees bold. Bubble again! It&growing, it&blinding with its lights. We&all inside, we&all slaves to these holographic plights. Bubble again! Two orders of magnitude more costly. But it will burst the same — and leave everyone broken, mostly. Processors are burning, megawatts are spent, So our "AI" can compose us sonnets, a chatbot&lament. It talks with genius, but its meaning is nil, It&a statistical parrot, adorned with a golden quill. And we believe it, we scream: "It&a new era, a breakthrough!" And carry billions to the holy altar, shiny and new. But behind the silicon&gleam, there&a void and a scam — A digital pyramid for new "hype-infested" jungles, ma'am. Bubble again! It&dazzling, it&mighty and divine. We&all inside, we all believe in its rainbow-colored shine. Bubble again! Two orders of magnitude deeper the fall. And darker the shadow from its demise and thrall. But in all of this, I have found my own peace — I&no prophet, no guru, just the local "odd" release. I watch the hysteria, clicking my notebook&keys, Where it&written in black and white: "Don&work with...