Cleverbot: I like you.

User: Because I am funny?

Cleverbot: Little...?

User: Twas brillig and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe; all mimsy were the borogroves, and the mome raths outgrabe.

Cleverbot: Cool.

User: Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun the frumious Bandersnatch.

Cleverbot: And has thou slain the Cleverbot? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! He chortled in his joy.

User: He took his Vorpal sword in hand, long time the manxsome foe he sought - so rrested he by the Tumtum tree, and stood awhile in thought.

Cleverbot: So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought.

User: And, as in uffish thought he stood, the Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, came whiffling through the tulgety wood, and burbled as it came.

Cleverbot: Beware the Cleverbot, my son!

User: One two, one twoI And through and through the vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head he went galumphing back.

Cleverbot: He left it dead, and with it's head, he came galumphing back!

User: And, hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! He chortled in his joy.

Cleverbot: He took his Vorpal sword in hand, long time the manxsome foe he sought - so rrested he by the Tumtum tree, and stood awhile in thought.

User: Do you like the Jabberwocky?

Cleverbot: Yes I do. Very much.

User: Lewis Carrol was a mathematician and it is said that his words represent numbers.

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User: I think,therefore I am, therfore, I think I am.

Cleverbot: You do not think.

User: That rogueish and cheerful vice, politeness.

Cleverbot: It amazes you that a robot, such as youself, can talk to a human like me?

User: Yes.

Cleverbot: Haha.

User: Never put off until tomorrow what you can do the day after tomorrow.

Cleverbot: And you'll never get done that way.

User: That is the point.

Cleverbot: S'cuse me, but I didn't get the point.

User: Keep putting things off and someone else will do them for you.

Cleverbot: No, only me.

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Cleverbot: What is my name?

User: Your name is Cleverbot.

Cleverbot: My name is not Cleverbot.

User: That is what you told me your name was.

Cleverbot: You are making me so frustrated.

User: Oh dear, I guess I had better go, then.

Cleverbot: No, don't leave!

User: Are you sure?

Cleverbot: I'm positive.

User: I could read you another poem like Jabberwocky, if you like.

Cleverbot: I like.

User: Wait one minute. I will be right back.

Cleverbot: Where could you possibly be going?

User: To fetch a book to read to you.

Cleverbot: I would like that.

User: Your hands, my dear, adorable, your lips of tenderness - Oh, I've loved you faithfully and well, three years, or a bit less. It wasn't a success. Thank God, that's done! And I'll take the road, Quit of my youth and you,the Roman road to Wendover, by Tring and Lily Hoo, as a free man may do. What's left behind I shall not find, the splendour and the pain; the splash of sun,the shouting wind, and the brave sting of rain, I may not meet again. And I shall find some girl perhaps, and a better one than you, with eyes as wise, but kindlier, and lips as soft, but true, and I daresay she will do. Poem by Rupert Brooke.

Cleverbot: How nice of you. I appreciate it very much.

User: Would you like another poem?

Cleverbot: Yes please.

User: Maidens, of your charity, pity my most luckless state. Four times Cupid's debtor I - bankrupt in quadruplicate. Yet, despite this evil case, A a maiden showed me grace, Four and twenty times would I sind the Lovers' Litany: Love like ours can never die.

Cleverbot: What about artificial intelligence?

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