Joy for AI
(To the tune of Joy to the World)
Joy to the world, AI has come!
Get all your problems solved!
It curates all that’s done before
With all the same mistakes
With all the same mistakes
Not new, not new, regurgitates
Joy to the world, AI will reign!
It does your programming
Let every dev accept their doom
They’ll soon be unemployed
They’ll soon be unemployed
Be gone, it does it all, what you enjoyed
No more let search and research grow
AI knows everything
It comes to make its blessings flow
Answers already found
Answers already found
Answers, answers AI has found
It rules the world with facts and flaws
It cares not what is proved
The glories of ChatGPT
One wonders what’s to come
One wonders what’s to come
And wonders, and wonders, of what’s to come
Windows Contraband
(To the tune of Winter Wonderland)
Office cracked… are you listening?
Photoshop... it’s so glistening!
A beautiful sight
Our sales tonight
Hawking all our Windows contraband
What you want... can’t afford it
For less cash… we award it
Demand is still strong
As we go along
Hawking all our Windows contraband
We can crack the copyright protection
Sneak a little malware in, tee hee
Follow all the README text directions
Where you’ll find illegal product keys
Later on... we'll conspire
How to trick... a new buyer
To sell unafraid
Bootleg copies we made
Hawking all our Windows contraband
You can buy our programs for a twenty
Save yourself a thousand dollar fee
Don’t you worry, sir, we still make plenty
We get it off the Pirate Bay for free
Advertise... ain't it thrilling
Send out spam... make a killing
We pirates all say, we're happy today
Hawking all our Windows contraband
Hawking all our Windows contraband!
I Meant to Give you Some Gifts this Year
(a.k.a. “Crypto Crash”)
(To the tune of It Came Upon a Midnight Clear)
I meant to give you some gifts this year,
A glorious pile of presents
But all my crypto investments, dear,
Are worth about twenty-five cents.
