human
Golden-head, Golden-head, The sun must have kissed you.
gpt
So he did, said Golden-head,
human
Just before he went to bed.
gpt
Golden-head, you're a white head; The frost must have nipped you.
human
No; he would not be so bold; I am only growing old.
gpt
Puffy-ball, Puffy-ball, Where's the wind taking you? I'm afraid another day You will all be blown away.