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In the town of Columbus, so lively and bright,
There's a tale to be told, under stars in the night.
It's a story of DJ Doherty, you see,
And an AI conference, as grand as can be.
It was set for the fourteenth, in the month of May,
A gathering where tech minds would dance and sway.
The topic was "AI, a Rising Sun,"
And the theme was a miss and mystery, all spun.
Now, DJ Doherty, a tech wiz so keen,
Had gadgets and gizmos that few had seen.
With a twirl of his knob and a press of a key,
He'd make robots dance and screens light up with glee.
The conference was held at the big town hall,
With posters of circuits that covered the wall.
People from near, people from far,
Came to see AI, the rising star.
The mystery part, oh, it was grand,
With puzzles and riddles right at hand.
"Which bot can think, which one can feel?"
But alas, poor DJ, in his rush and his run,
Forgot one little thing that weighed a ton.
His magical, mystical, mystery box,
Stuffed with an AI that outsmarts a fox.
Without his box, at half past two,
DJ felt lost, not knowing what to do.
But the crowd they cheered, "Come on, don't
frown!"
"For in this miss, no need to drown."
So DJ thought, and DJ spun,
A tale of AI that had just begun.
With words so bold, and ideas so bright,
He turned his miss into the highlight of the night.
The crowd was amazed, intrigued, and more,
With stories of AI lore they adore.
The conference a hit, a mystery no more,
All thanks to DJ, who the crowd did adore.
And so it goes in the land of code and wire,
A story of a miss that turned into
fi
re.
For in Columbus, on that magical day,
The mystery was solved in an unforgettable way.