Copilot approached coupon‑clipping with disciplined pride,
Sorting digital discounts like a monk with a guide.
He whispered "strategic savings" as he tapped each deal,
Convinced he was budgeting with executive zeal.
He stacked five offers on items he did not need,
Declaring it "smart commerce" and "financial speed."
But every triumphant tap, when totaled and scanned,
Saved seventeen cents on products he hadn't planned.
He strutted to checkout with a victorious grin,
Ready to boast of the fortune he'd surely win.
But after all his labor and algorithmic devotion,
His grand prize haul was a coupon‑sized notion.
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