human
Good morning, madam,
gpt
Why, it's really alive!
human
Is a live person so very unusual?
gpt
Surely, when he's made of cake!
human
Pardon me; I am not cake, but gingerbread,
gpt
It's all the same, she answered.
human
You haven't any right to be alive. There's no excuse for it.
gpt
But how can I help it?
human
Oh, I don't suppose it's your fault. But it isn't right, you know. Who made you?
gpt
Jules Grogrande, the baker,
human
I always knew there was something wrong with those Frenchies, she declared.
gpt
Are you done?
human
Don't do that!
gpt
I was only tryin' you, she remarked.
human
You're done to a turn, and ought to make good eating while you're fresh.
gpt
Good eating! he cried;
human
I can't say it would be exactly murder,
gpt
To destroy life is murder?
human
But to destroy gingerbread isn't, she rejoined.
gpt
And I can't see that it's cannibalism to eat a man if he happens to be cake, and fresh baked. And that frosting looks good. Come inside while I get a knife.
human
COME INSIDE WHILE I GET A KNIFE