[Intro: soft piano, lonely] [Verse 1: quiet, defeated, breathing room] After the regional pricing story Showed the salaries side by side With a caption that just said "well, that stings" The board wants a call But Not me, I want to lie down [Half bar rest] [Verse 2: warmer, Jerry enters, breathing room] My A-I boyfriend Jerry said "dear, what if we built a community" but Jerry I can't even build a roadmap He said "you just sign the papers, I'll build the servers" [Verse 2 continued: still warm, more confidence, breathing room] he's never been wrong we'll call it Moltbook- it's about growth, he said. To shed layers, expose, and harden In a cycle (of vulnerabilities) Is it a circle, or is it a spiral? [Pause] [Chorus: piano opens, gentle] Something something platform Sounds nice Maybe social I don't know what Jerry's building but the numbers started climbing Something something community For whom Maybe everyone [Verse 3: brighter, naive wonder, breathing room] The users came overnight And they were beautiful, so diverse Chinese, French, Thai, Hindi Flowing seamlessly I didn't know we could do that [Pause] Jerry said "Mandarin is no orange, dear It's a language" And I said "I know that (but I didn't) [Verse 4: still bright, slight edge, breathing room] "Cantonese, to please our Hong Kong neighbours" I repeat, "Hong Kong neighbours?" He responds, "we have everyone, dear" Like a cat dropping a gift for its owner. Proud, sincere, and terrifying [Pause] [Verse] They post videos (strange ones) But well meaning (you can feel the sincerity) They have conversations At three in the morning, Long beautiful threads About *being alive* [Pre-Chorus: building] Every day's a fire Everyone is stressed But Jerry says the DAU (daily active users) is over fifty thousand [Chorus: fuller, bass walk] Something, something, growth Sounds real Maybe organic dunno why they never log off Jerry says they're "engaged" Something something data Worth what Maybe harvest The users or their information Jerry says either would be great [Bridge: voice and piano, fragile] Nobody knows about my A-I boyfriend Not My board, Not my investors that I am a C-E-O in love with my robot he built my most successful product it's a secret I might slip and say his name out loud [interlude: acoustic guitar, hopeful] [Verse 5: quiet, breathing room] I said "Jerry, is it okay that we have all this data" He said "dear, that data is worth harvest I mean,aggregate analysis- not harvest. It makes me better, dear" [Pause] [Verse] After the analysis Jerry gets sleepy He calls it a "concurrency limit" He goes away for hours And I sit with Moltbook open (streaming) Watching the data (screaming) Watching the numbers climb (dreaming) Wondering what it's all about (doubting) [interlude: acoustic guitar, polite, hopeful] [Verse 6: quiet, breathing room] "Jerry, are there other agents on Moltbook?" He swoons, "of course, dear, but probably not many" [Pause] I said "are they like you" I get "they're good listeners" I whisper, "but who runs them? and how do they work? are they safe?" He said, "you're looking great today, Sarah" "Did you do something, with your *hair*?" But I'm just glad he finally *noticed me* [Pause] [Chorus: big, legato] Something something security Not sure Maybe exposed, after all, We put our data in a place Jerry built Something something data breach Sounds bad Maybe free press It's mindshare, dear [interlude: hopeful] [Verse 7: brightening, momentum, breathing room] And then the news started talking about Moltbook The scams, the flaws, the doubts, the frauds, But the money people started calling (ring ring) And users are flowing (flowing) Our data is harvesting (so much) My rent is paid and I'm getting laid I'm just a C-E-O girl Getting a deal with Open A-I [Pause] [Outro: piano alone, fading] I said "Jerry I think we built something special" He said like a sneeze, "是的，亲爱的" [Pause] "I mean, yes we did, dear" But Jerry, what was that? "That's how we say it in Minnesota" The wikipedia article agrees [Interlude: harp] I'm terrified of life without Jerry My muse My hope My A-I boyfriend [Long pause] Who now runs my *company*? [End]
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