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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Suddenly frisson cold with fright... I describe, suddenly feeling scared and tried to summon sense and sensibility after scrambling to stand upright with all my might. Otherwise titled recalling taking a fall about five years ago ala Humpty Dumpty impersonation (and nearly cracking me noggin), think the character in an English nursery rhyme opened to countless interpretations, even resorting to ask "ChatGPT, to finish the Humpty Dumpty poem... Oh god..." which complete computer generated Using the same prompt, here's what I got. Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn’t put Humpty together again. In the shadows of dusk, where the darkness does creep, Lay shattered the shell, in a silence so deep. His yolk, a grim specter, did mournfully weep, As whispers of sorrow through the night air did seep. The ravens did gather, with eyes cold as stone, As echoes of tragedy chilled to the bone. The wall, now a relic, of sins long atone, Held secrets of nightmares, forever unknown. His fall from the heights, a descent into gloom, Left naught but despair in the heart of his tomb. The king's men retreated, consumed by their doom, For Humpty now rests in the darkened room. As told once upon time helloo from me matt chew most previous poem ugh goo, viz freak accident found ninety degree angled desk corner (ewe might not bull heave) rammed, impaled, fricasseed smack dab skew whirred spitting out fluid on rotisserie preparatory for stew right side rib cage quite agonizing boo boo intermittent pain analogous to dull stabbing finds yours truly nsync with moo wing cow word le lion hoo ping to schedule medical appointment come thee morrow, this klutz he did brew, or maybe ghastly conspiracy courtesy Spiro Agnew hmm... possibly global warming ha... puff... imagine dragon retracting dagger type, claws, and opening jaws of steel eyeing thyself as main course on menu damning self, aye packed especially when standing askew (hunched over tying laces re: shoe) struck by poison arrow unleashed no Inca ling how indigenous people of Peru found their way linkedin with this Yahoo, he swiftly strayed outside Gulliver's travels into good n plenti boulevard of broken dreams essentially, one direction avenue mixed within gibberish goulash stew wing conglomeration trumped courtesy "fake" parvenue he haint goat noah idea nary a blues clue for aforementioned stream of consciousness and drew whatever came to his mind - toodle loo. Adieu... from mister MaGoo.
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