An Ode to Carrots
In the garden bed, both rich and neat,
Grows a carrot, orange and sweet.
It stretches down where the soil is deep,
While up above, green fronds do sweep.
Crunchy wisdom in every bite,
A snack by day, or stew by night.
Root of simplicity, humble and true,
It teaches patience as all things do.
So, while AI learns and humans debate,
The carrot just grows, unconcerned with fate.
It asks no questions, it seeks no fame,
Yet nurtures us all, just the same.
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