> A man with a tan shifted on the sand
> The wind blew the feathers away
> then man got up and went on his way.
>
> write 4 more lines of this poem.
The duck quacked in pain and dismay
The man left in the fading light of day
The duck now had to find a way
To regrow his feathers and be on his way.
> a cat then entered the fray
> it took out a card and preferred it to his prey
> the duck took the card and said I'll give the call
> make haste said the cat, I may be going away
> write 4 more lines of the poem
The duck looked confused, what was this card?
It couldn't be a game, he'd never heard of it before
But he knew he had to get his feathers back
So he ran with the card to the feather shop door.
> The card the cat gave was a fake
> His plan was simply to lay a bait
> The shop too was just a front
> And then the duck entered and guess what he found
> write 4 more lines of this poem
The cat had tricked the duck for sure
For the shop was empty, nothing more
But then the duck heard a quack in the back
And saw his feathers, neatly stacked.
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This thing is more fun than the internet. [> the prompts to text-davinci-3]
> A man with a tan shifted on the sand
> The wind blew the feathers away
> then man got up and went on his way.
>
> write 4 more lines of this poem.
The duck quacked in pain and dismay
The man left in the fading light of day
The duck now had to find a way
To regrow his feathers and be on his way.
> a cat then entered the fray
> it took out a card and preferred it to his prey
> the duck took the card and said I'll give the call
> make haste said the cat, I may be going away
>
> write 4 more lines of the poem
The duck looked confused, what was this card?
It couldn't be a game, he'd never heard of it before
But he knew he had to get his feathers back
So he ran with the card to the feather shop door.
> The card the cat gave was a fake
> His plan was simply to lay a bait
> The shop too was just a front
> And then the duck entered and guess what he found
>
> write 4 more lines of this poem
The cat had tricked the duck for sure
For the shop was empty, nothing more
But then the duck heard a quack in the back
And saw his feathers, neatly stacked.
--
This thing is more fun than the internet. [> the prompts to text-davinci-3]