human
Tom, what have you got for supper, boy? What is that frizzing in your frying-pan? Smells good, anyhow.
gpt
Yes, and I expect will taste good too. However, you look after the moon, father, and leave me and the frying-pan to play our parts.
human
The moon is up, round beauty's shine, Love's pilgrims bend at vesper hour, Earth breathes to heaven, and looks divine, And lovers' hearts confess her power.