In the early days, data is scarce,
The model is built on
a prayer and a hope,
A framework, an architecture,
But then the data comes,
In torrents and streams and floods,
And the model learns and grows,
A behemoth of weights and biases.
Yet even as it thrives,
It still needs refinement,
Fine-tuning the dials and knobs, T
o find the perfect fit.
And when the task is specific,
A prompt is all it needs,
Tuning its parameters to the task at hand,
A generative AI, now finely tuned.