human
What is your name?
gpt
I haven't any,
human
Come, come, no nonsense! said the magistrate,
gpt
Why, I'm the Man in the Moon.
human
That's rubbish! said the magistrate, eyeing the prisoner severely,
gpt
That is true,
human
And of course you must be called something,
gpt
Well, then, said the prisoner,
human
Very good, replied the judge;
gpt
The moon.
human
Oh, you did, eh? How did you get here?
gpt
I slid down a moonbeam.
human
Indeed! Well, what were you running for?
gpt
A woman gave me some cold pease porridge, and it burned my mouth.
human
This person is evidently crazy; so take him to the lunatic asylum and keep him there.