human
Now, I'll tell you a story,
gpt
Once upon a time, Not so very long ago, A band of tiny fairies Lived in the woodland near. And often I would hear them A-singing soft and low When all was dark and quiet And the moon shone bright and clear. So one evening I stole softly Out of the hollow stump, And found them dancing merrily With tiny skip and jump; And just as I was going To say how do you do, The Fairy Queen began to scream. And then away she flew. And then her tiny subjects Took fright and ran off, too, And now I never see them more A-dancing near my old stump door.
human
That's too bad,