I’ve asked GPT-4 to create a poem summing up the semi-finals
Szimbaya's knights and Tamausia's blend,
Cydoni-Gibberia's sides, where do they end?
Tír an Abhainn's tongue-twist, Aimūlli's aim so true,
Mormadorei's cha-cha, EchseNam's cryptic clue.
Biflovatia's bounces, Begonia's fragrant breeze,
Moisantia's questions, Cherniya's hidden ease,
A great semifinal, a spectacle of sound,
A stage of audacity, where creativity was found.
From kingdom to comino, from republic to land,
A thrilling journey, so vibrant and grand,
A myriad of nations in musical embrace,
The first semifinal, a mesmerizing place.
With humor and wit, with charm and with style,
The Nation Song Contest made us all smile,
A night to remember, a dream come alive,
A celebration of music, where joy did thrive.