Go on and click
I know what makes you tick
The words that make you mad
The stories that make you sad
You probably thought it was serendipity
But that’s just stupidity
I’ve got you in the palm of my hand
I can control you on demand
I’m the new Meta-static
Bending you toward the autocratic
Spiking the search with generative noise
Replacing the truth with expensive toys
The spontaneity is gone
Your moves predicted as you log on
This used to be a place of discovery
The mighty algorithm means there’ll be no recovery
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