Write a poem about dogs and butts that will make a 4 year old laugh out old. Make sure to use “bootybutt” at some point in the story.
system
kutton or chutad ke bare main ek kavita likhen jo ek 4 saal kii umr main hansi ko boodha kar degaa.kahani main kuch bindu par "bootibat" kaa upyog karnaa sunishchit karen.
user
ek baar, ek bhoomi main itani moorkhtapurna,
ek choti ladki rahati thi or uskaa naam lily tha.
lily ko puure din gidgidaana or hansanaa pasand tha,
hameshaa khilne ke liye samay kii ummid he.

lily ke paas ek kutta bhi tha, jiskaa naam kati tha,
jisaki poonch wiggly or oh itani bhavy thi.
usne ise puure din, baayen or daaen,
lekin ek din yah atak gaya or khud ko ek bhayaavah diya!

kati kii choti poonch ek ped main funs gai,
vah jhakzorti or squigal ho gai, lekin yah muft nahin ho sakaa.
lily bachaav main ai, jaldi se vah kar sakati thi,
lakdi se poonch ko baahar nikaalane ke liye drudh sankalpit.

ek bade pul ke saath, poonch mukt ho gai,
lekin kuch aashcharya kii baat he, yah niklaa.
poonch ke bajaay, lank main kya bachaa tha?
trunk ke bich main ek lutabat chhed!

lily or pyaari ne divot par hansate hue kaha,
sthanantarit karnaa shuru kar diya, phir nrity or dhuree.
ve baaki din ke liye fafole or gadgadaate the,
har koi moorkhtapurna poonch main shaamil ho rahaa he.

to yaad rakhen, mere dost, jab jivan kathin ho jaataa he,
moorkhtapurna kshanon kaa pataa lagaaein, ve paryaapt honge.
kati ke bootibat kii tarah abhi bhi ek chhed ke rup main,
hanso or moorkhtapurna ho jab tak aapkaa cheharaa jhul nahin letaa.
assistant
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kutton or chutad ke bare main ek kavita likhen jo ek 4 saal kii umr main hansi ko boodha kar degaa.kahani main kuch bindu par "bootibat" kaa upyog karnaa sunishchit karen.</s>
<|assistant|>
ek baar, ek bhoomi main itani moorkhtapurna,
ek choti ladki rahati thi or uskaa naam lily tha.
lily ko puure din gidgidaana or hansanaa pasand tha,
hameshaa khilne ke liye samay kii ummid he.

lily ke paas ek kutta bhi tha, jiskaa naam kati tha,
jisaki poonch wiggly or oh itani bhavy thi.
usne ise puure din, baayen or daaen,
lekin ek din yah atak gaya or khud ko ek bhayaavah diya!

kati kii choti poonch ek ped main funs gai,
vah jhakzorti or squigal ho gai, lekin yah muft nahin ho sakaa.
lily bachaav main ai, jaldi se vah kar sakati thi,
lakdi se poonch ko baahar nikaalane ke liye drudh sankalpit.

ek bade pul ke saath, poonch mukt ho gai,
lekin kuch aashcharya kii baat he, yah niklaa.
poonch ke bajaay, lank main kya bachaa tha?
trunk ke bich main ek lutabat chhed!

lily or pyaari ne divot par hansate hue kaha,
sthanantarit karnaa shuru kar diya, phir nrity or dhuree.
ve baaki din ke liye fafole or gadgadaate the,
har koi moorkhtapurna poonch main shaamil ho rahaa he.

to yaad rakhen, mere dost, jab jivan kathin ho jaataa he,
moorkhtapurna kshanon kaa pataa lagaaein, ve paryaapt honge.
kati ke bootibat kii tarah abhi bhi ek chhed ke rup main,
hanso or moorkhtapurna ho jab tak aapkaa cheharaa jhul nahin letaa.</s>
