human
The time has come, the Walrus said,
gpt
To talk of many things: Of shoes--and ships--and sealing wax-- Of cabbages--and kings-- And why the sea is boiling hot-- And whether pigs have wings.
human
But wait a bit, the Oysters cried,
gpt
Before we have our chat; For some of us are out of breath, And all of us are fat!
human
No hurry!
gpt
A loaf of bread, the Walrus said,
human
Is what we chiefly need: Pepper and vinegar beside Are very good indeed-- Now if you're ready, Oysters dear, We can begin to feed.
gpt
But not on _us_! the Oysters cried, Turning a little blue.
human
After such kindness, that would be A dismal thing to do!
gpt
The night is fine, the Walrus said:
human
Do you admire the view?
gpt
It was so kind of you to come! And you are very nice! The Carpenter said nothing but
human
Cut us another slice: I wish you were not quite so deaf-- I've had to ask you twice!
gpt
It seems a shame, the Walrus said,
human
To play them such a trick, After we've brought them out so far, And made them trot so quick! The Carpenter said nothing but--
gpt
The butter's spread too thick!
human
I weep for you, the Walrus said;
gpt
I deeply sympathize.
human
O Oysters, said the Carpenter,
gpt
You've had a pleasant run! Shall we be trotting home again?