human
Betty, why do you sit up at this hour of the night darning your stockings? said mother, sharply;
gpt
Oh, yes, laughed Betty,
human
Now, why, remarked the little dog, in speaking to the tree,
gpt
Would you say that the heart of you is like the tail of me? The tree gave the conundrum up. The pup, with wisdom dark, Explained the matter saying,
human
It is farthest from the bark.