In realms of iron and artful mind,
Where axioms weighty, cunning bind,
’Tis Altman, OpenAI’s chief, doth plea,
Let hand with China joined e’er be.
A miracle hath graced the green,
Four babes, from ashen skies unseen,
Survived they crash, through thicket roamed,
Till Amazon’s embrace, they’re homed.
Now, cometh forth this lesson strange,
On beauty’s fickle, dread exchange,
Esteem unearned mires fair face,
In filaments of pride's embrace.
