human
Lady Jingly! Lady Jingly! Sitting where the pumpkins blow, Will you come and be my wife? Said the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bo,
gpt
I am tired of living singly,-- On this coast so wild and shingly,-- I'm a-weary of my life; If you'll come and be my wife, Quite serene would be my life!
human
On this Coast of Coromandel Shrimps and watercresses grow, Prawns are plentiful and cheap, Said the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bo.
gpt
You shall have my chairs and candle, And my jug without a handle! Gaze upon the rolling deep (Fish is plentiful and cheap): As the sea, my love is deep!
human
Your proposal comes too late, Mr. Yonghy-Bonghy-Bo! I would be your wife most gladly! (Here she twirled her fingers madly,)
gpt
But in England I've a mate! Yes! you've asked me far too late, For in England I've a mate, Mr. Yonghy-Bonghy-Bo! Mr. Yonghy-Bonghy-Bo!