Task: Poem Generation
Input (English): Flight of the Phoenix
Output (English): a little bit of temperament within a mighty shell of laborious incompetence you dona't know me very well social butterfly with a gimp introvert with a flair please disregard my evident limp while ia'm soar through the air one hand dance over crystalline key one hand create shadow and light one eye see the path right in front of me while the other gauge my flight i have wing so broad they could sweep the cloud i have foot so fast they can flee my own wrath i have eye so sharp i can see through your shroud and decipher your alien epitaph all for one and one for me ia'm only climb so i can feel free i know thata's where youa'd rather be but if you could please believe in me and if i fall into depth below wing cripple and eye strike blind i want no more than simply to know you wish you be fall at my side