Task: Poem Generation
Input (English): I Shall Lay Dying
Output (English): ia'll run to alaska ohio or detroit i will not stop until i make my point you trick me you tease me you hurt me for joy a i be here a your punching bag i hope you enjoy a chase me in circle for mile for day i wona't let you torture me in your own sick way i be tire of cry the bruise the pain so i shall lay die a you still remain