human
Never mind the quarrelling, darlings, whispered the gentlemanly Spoons to their lady friends, whom they had taken in to tea,
gpt
Upon my word! exclaimed she from Margate,
human
I'm glad _I_ was not born in China. Where I come from rudeness is unknown.
gpt
They're pottery, porcelain, colour, and gold, They come from the china shop, Where crockery's bought, and the customer's sold, And the Bull galloped in so angry and bold, And when the poor, terrified shopkeeper told Him to go, he did nothing but stop.
human
You ought to have a will of iron if you're made of the right stuff, she continued, addressing the Tray;
gpt
You see, he's only a waiter--slow and unpolished,
human
My view, if I may express it--
gpt
When I want your view, either of Margate or of politeness, retorted the Tray, interrupting the remark,
human
I'll ask for it. If I'd the chance I'd drop the whole lot of you, and get friendly with a new set, that I would!
gpt
Then he'd pay the expense of the mender's bill-- The mender is Doctor, you see-- Who makes out an order, A matter of sawder And rivets, cement, and a fee.
human
You're always brewing mischief! said Nurse's Cup angrily to the Teapot;
gpt
That's true! screamed out the little Tea-leaves inside the pot;
human
I'll draw the tannin out of the whole ounce of you! You're about as sensible as mortals who haven't the wit to understand us. But when we go cracked like Muggins over there, or stony broke like the Juggins next to him, or get smashed up altogether with age or lack of care, they take notice of us at last, and then there is a mighty fine fuss.
gpt
They're Wedgwood, Staffordshire, Japanese too, They're a breakable lot, we know; When any one cracks any, Chelsea or Saxony, Dresden, or Worcester, or Bow, They make as much shindy As if a big windy Was shivered to bits by a blow.
human
Those people are amusing, too; they think we ought to last for ever, when they can't do it themselves.
gpt
A couple of chatterpots! exclaimed the Nurse's Cup.
human
Dear me! What with your spouting, and his showing off once he begins to sing, you're enough to wear one out!
gpt
returned the Teapot;
human
he continued, watching Nurse's Cup become speechless with indignation.
gpt
But, spouting aside, I could tell you a thing or two.
human
Or three--or four--or five--or--