A day in late November, you see, Changed information for you and me. With ChatGPT released for all, The old world of knowledge took a fall. Are the words you read from a human brain? Or just a smart, algorithmic train? That text is now data, free to roam, In podcasts, videos, or a poem. So don't you worry who gets the byline, It's the ideas themselves that truly shine. This new world's remixed, a vibrant hue, All since that Wednesday in twenty-two.
