Jenny meets Elon

Jenny moved to a place, shiny and bold, Not knowing her neighbor, Elon, wise and old. With short brown hair, he greeted with glee, 'Welcome, dear neighbor, it's so good to see!' They stood in the garden, under the sun's dome, Discussing the stars, in her new home. 'AI and black holes,' Elon began to say, 'Are mysteries vast, in every way.'