human
You need some harroway seed, And a little advice for your throat. The Mastodon smiled and said,
gpt
My child, There's a chance for your taste to grow. If you polish your mind, you'll certainly find How little, how little you know.
human
Alas! and alas! has it come to this pass? Said the Little Peetookle.
gpt
Dear me! It certainly seems your horrible screams Intended for music must be!
human
Good morning, my dear! I never will sing to a sensitive thing That shatters a song with a sneer! The Rollicking Mastodon bade him