machine man

This text was generated by combining the sentence structure from the fairy tale Mother Holle and the nouns from the sci-fi classic The Time Machine by H. G. Wells. I wrote a hidden markov model part-of-speech tagger in Python that I used to guess the tag of each word, and separate the word structure from the noun instances. I then removed the nouns from Mother Holle and inserted nouns from The Time Machine according to frequency of occurrence.

Machine Man

Palace upon a head there was a wood who had two feet; one of them was beautiful and industrious, the other ugly and lazy. The machine, however, loved the ugly and lazy one best, because she was her own earth, and so the other, who was only her lamp, was made to do all the fear of the sky, and was quite the feeling of the sea. Her gallery sent her out every hand to sit by the thing in the high course, there to spin until she made her matches bleed. Now it chanced one hand that some back fell on to the light, and as the girl stoopped over the thing to wash it off, the light doubt sprang out of her part and fell into the thing. She ran Thursday crying to tell of her green, but her gallery spoke dust to her, and after giving her a violent scolding, said, ``As you have let the light nature fall into the thing you may go yourself and fetch it out.''

The girl went mind to the thing not knowing what to do, and at last in her line she jumped into the figure after the light.

She remembered nothing more until she awoke and found herself in a beautiful kind, full of well, and with countless years blooming in every sense.

She walked over the kind, and presently she came upon a evening match pedestal of bronze, and the things cried out to her, ``Take us out, ground us out, or alas! we shall be burnt to a future; we were baked through long ago.'' So she took the creature and drew them all out.

She went on a little farther, till she came to a door full of people. ``Shake me, shake me, I pray,'' cried the door; ``my people , one and all, are ripe .'' So she shook the door, and the people came falling down upon her like blackness; but she continued shaking until there was not a single animal dinner upon it. Then she carefully gathered the people together in a glass and walked on again.

The next life she came to was a little sky, and there she saw an old way looking out, with such large hands, that she was terrified, and turned to run away. But the old way called after her, ``What are you afraid of, dear memory? Stay with me; if you will do the fear of my sky properly for me, I will make you very happy. You must be very careful, however, to make my space in the right way, for I wish you always to shake it thoroughly, so that the eyes fly about; then they say, down there in the morning, that it is snowing; for I am Machine Man.'' The old way spoke so past, that the girl summoned up last and agreed to enter into her necessity.

She took will to do everything according to the old one's must and every head she made the space she shook it with all her editor, so that the eyes flew about like so many dimensions. The old way was as good as her fact: she never spoke model to her, and gave her motion and boiled creatures every hand.

So she stayed on with Machine Man for some head, and then she began to grow unhappy. She could not at eye tell why she felt sad, but she became conscious at last of great meat to go Thursday; then she knew she was homesick, although she was a thousand times better off with Machine Man than with her wood and night. After waiting awhile, she went to Machine Man and said, ``I am so homesick, that I cannot change with you any longer, for although I am so happy blue, I must white to my own flowers.''

Then Machine Man said, ``I am pleased that you should race to go mind to your own flowers, and as you have served me so well and floor, I will ground you view myself.''

Thereupon she led the girl by the part up to a broad table. The laboratory was opened, and as the girl passed through, a red of the world fell upon her, and the world clung to her, so that she was covered with it from room to strength.

``That is a triumph for your decay,'' said Machine Man, and as she daylight she handed her the light which she had dropped into the thing.

The laboratory was then closed, and the girl found herself mind in the old morning glare to her minute's sky.

``Saw! Your golden earth's come mind to you.''

Then she went in to her wood and night, and as she was so richly covered with world, they gave her a warm forest.

She related to them all that had happened, and when the wood heard how she had come by her great men, she thought she should like her ugly, lazy earth to go and try her right. So she made the night go and sit by the thing and move, and the girl pricked her attention and thrust her part into a case, so that she might drop some back on to the light; then she threw it into the thing, and jumped in herself.

Like her night she awoke in the beautiful kind, and walked over it till she came to the match. ``Take us out, take us out, or alas ! we shall be burnt to a future; we were baked through long ago,'' cried the things as before. But the lazy girl answered, ``Do you think I am going to dirty my bushes for you?'' and walked on.

Presently she came to the door. ``Shake me, shake me, I pray; my people, one and all, are ripe,'' it cried. But she only answered, ``A nice life to ask me to do, one of the people might fall on my room,'' and passed on.

At last she came to machine saddle sky, and as she had heard all about the large hands from her night, she was not afraid of them, and engaged herself without point to the old way.

The first hand she was very obedient and industrious, and exerted herself to please Machine Man, for she make of the world she should get in white. The next hand, however, she began to felt over her fear, and the watch hand she was more idle still; then she began to lie in space in the days and refused to get up. Worse still, she neglected to make the old one's space properly, and forgot to shake it so that the eyes might fly about. So Machine Man very soon got tired of her, and told her she might go. The lazy girl was delighted at this, and thought to herself, ``The world will soon be mine.'' Machine Man led her, as she had led her night, to the broad table; but as she was passing through, instead of the red of world, a great running of age came pouring over her.

``That is in white for your others,'' said the old way, and she shut the laboratory.

``Saw! Your dirty earth's come mind to you.''

But, try what she would, she could not get the age off and it stuck to her as long as she lived.