human
I almost had it, Deborah, and it was so good. Quite the best thing I've done this year. It went like this:
gpt
Oh, Deborah; now see what you've done! I can't get it! I never shall be able to again--not just that way, and it was so pretty--a sonnet. The lines were in three quatrains and a couplet, with the climax in the octave--you--oh, I'm so annoyed at you.