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Prompt: Well, I caught you, darlin', with that sly little grin, Out in the moonlight, where the cheating begins. You were romancing with a rock, not a person, you see, But that chalcedony lover was taking you from me. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. You spent your nights polishing stones instead, While I was dreaming of the love that was dead. With your chalcedony affair, you thought I'd never know, But now it's time to pack up and go. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. I gave you my heart, but you chose the stone, Now I'm walking away, no more tears to be sown. Your chalcedony dreams, they're all in the past, I'm moving on, and our love didn't last. So here's the end, our love's final song, You chose chalcedony, and I'll be moving along. Your heart turned to rocks, mine's on a new start, Stomped on your chalcedony, breaking us apart. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. Now I'm walking away, leaving you behind, No more [...]
Prompt: Well, I caught you, darlin', with that sly little grin, Out in the moonlight, where the cheating begins. You were romancing with a rock, not a person, you see, But that chalcedony lover was taking you from me. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. You spent your nights polishing stones instead, While I was dreaming of the love that was dead. With your chalcedony affair, you thought I'd never know, But now it's time to pack up and go. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. I gave you my heart, but you chose the stone, Now I'm walking away, no more tears to be sown. Your chalcedony dreams, they're all in the past, I'm moving on, and our love didn't last. So here's the end, our love's final song, You chose chalcedony, and I'll be moving along. Your heart turned to rocks, mine's on a new start, Stomped on your chalcedony, breaking us apart. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. Now I'm walking away, leaving you behind, No more [...]
Prompt: Imagine a scene inspired by the whimsical and surreal lyrics of "Tiptoe Through the Tulips." Visualize a moonlit garden, ethereal and slightly otherworldly, where the boundary between reality and fantasy blurs. In this magical setting, a couple embarks on a nocturnal adventure, tiptoeing through an endless sea of vibrant tulips under the soft glow of the moon. The garden, alive with the gentle rustle of leaves and the delicate fragrance of flowers, is framed by the silhouette of a grand willow tree, its branches swaying softly in the night breeze. The couple, lost in their enchantment, shares a tender moment, their silhouettes casting long shadows over the floral carpet beneath them. The scene is imbued with a sense of romance, mystery, and a touch of whimsy, capturing the essence of the song's invitation to share in the beauty and fleeting nature of life's moments. The lighting should be soft and luminous, highlighting the intricate details of the tulips and the expressions of wonder on the couple's faces. Ensure the garden, the willow tree, and the couple are fully in frame to encapsulate the dream-like quality of the moment. Tiptoe through the window By the window, that is where I'll be Come tiptoe through the tulips with me Oh, tiptoe from the garden By the garden of the willow tree And tiptoe through the tulips with me Knee deep in flowers we'll stray We'll keep the showers away And if I kiss you in the garden, in the moonlight Will you pardon me? And tiptoe through the tulips with me Maybe it's flowers you stray will be the showers of life And when I kiss you in the garden in the moonlight Will you pardon me and tiptoe through the tulips with me? --ar 16:9 --v 6.0 --style raw
Prompt: well worked gouache painting oe me and my weird dog AKA horse never talking to you ever again
Prompt: Well, I caught you, darlin', with that sly little grin, Out in the moonlight, where the cheating begins. You were romancing with a rock, not a person, you see, But that chalcedony lover was taking you from me. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. You spent your nights polishing stones instead, While I was dreaming of the love that was dead. With your chalcedony affair, you thought I'd never know, But now it's time to pack up and go. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. I gave you my heart, but you chose the stone, Now I'm walking away, no more tears to be sown. Your chalcedony dreams, they're all in the past, I'm moving on, and our love didn't last. So here's the end, our love's final song, You chose chalcedony, and I'll be moving along. Your heart turned to rocks, mine's on a new start, Stomped on your chalcedony, breaking us apart. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. Now I'm walking away, leaving you behind, No more [...]
Prompt: Imagine a scene inspired by the whimsical and surreal lyrics of "Tiptoe Through the Tulips." Visualize a moonlit garden, ethereal and slightly otherworldly, where the boundary between reality and fantasy blurs. In this magical setting, a couple embarks on a nocturnal adventure, tiptoeing through an endless sea of vibrant tulips under the soft glow of the moon. The garden, alive with the gentle rustle of leaves and the delicate fragrance of flowers, is framed by the silhouette of a grand willow tree, its branches swaying softly in the night breeze. The couple, lost in their enchantment, shares a tender moment, their silhouettes casting long shadows over the floral carpet beneath them. The scene is imbued with a sense of romance, mystery, and a touch of whimsy, capturing the essence of the song's invitation to share in the beauty and fleeting nature of life's moments. The lighting should be soft and luminous, highlighting the intricate details of the tulips and the expressions of wonder on the couple's faces. Ensure the garden, the willow tree, and the couple are fully in frame to encapsulate the dream-like quality of the moment. Tiptoe through the window By the window, that is where I'll be Come tiptoe through the tulips with me Oh, tiptoe from the garden By the garden of the willow tree And tiptoe through the tulips with me Knee deep in flowers we'll stray We'll keep the showers away And if I kiss you in the garden, in the moonlight Will you pardon me? And tiptoe through the tulips with me Maybe it's flowers you stray will be the showers of life And when I kiss you in the garden in the moonlight Will you pardon me and tiptoe through the tulips with me? --ar 16:9 --v 6.0 --style raw
Prompt: an abstract symmetrical representation of Oh, Great Googamooga, Can't you hear me talking to you, Just a ball of confusion, That's what the world is today, hey. --v 6.0 --s 250 --style raw
Prompt: well worked gouache painting oe me and my weird dog AKA horse never talking to you ever again
Prompt: Well, I caught you, darlin', with that sly little grin, Out in the moonlight, where the cheating begins. You were romancing with a rock, not a person, you see, But that chalcedony lover was taking you from me. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. You spent your nights polishing stones instead, While I was dreaming of the love that was dead. With your chalcedony affair, you thought I'd never know, But now it's time to pack up and go. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. I gave you my heart, but you chose the stone, Now I'm walking away, no more tears to be sown. Your chalcedony dreams, they're all in the past, I'm moving on, and our love didn't last. So here's the end, our love's final song, You chose chalcedony, and I'll be moving along. Your heart turned to rocks, mine's on a new start, Stomped on your chalcedony, breaking us apart. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. Now I'm walking away, leaving you behind, No more [...]
Prompt: Imagine a scene inspired by the whimsical and surreal lyrics of "Tiptoe Through the Tulips." Visualize a moonlit garden, ethereal and slightly otherworldly, where the boundary between reality and fantasy blurs. In this magical setting, a couple embarks on a nocturnal adventure, tiptoeing through an endless sea of vibrant tulips under the soft glow of the moon. The garden, alive with the gentle rustle of leaves and the delicate fragrance of flowers, is framed by the silhouette of a grand willow tree, its branches swaying softly in the night breeze. The couple, lost in their enchantment, shares a tender moment, their silhouettes casting long shadows over the floral carpet beneath them. The scene is imbued with a sense of romance, mystery, and a touch of whimsy, capturing the essence of the song's invitation to share in the beauty and fleeting nature of life's moments. The lighting should be soft and luminous, highlighting the intricate details of the tulips and the expressions of wonder on the couple's faces. Ensure the garden, the willow tree, and the couple are fully in frame to encapsulate the dream-like quality of the moment. Tiptoe through the window By the window, that is where I'll be Come tiptoe through the tulips with me Oh, tiptoe from the garden By the garden of the willow tree And tiptoe through the tulips with me Knee deep in flowers we'll stray We'll keep the showers away And if I kiss you in the garden, in the moonlight Will you pardon me? And tiptoe through the tulips with me Maybe it's flowers you stray will be the showers of life And when I kiss you in the garden in the moonlight Will you pardon me and tiptoe through the tulips with me? --ar 16:9 --v 6.0 --style raw
Prompt: an abstract symmetrical representation of Oh, Great Googamooga, Can't you hear me talking to you, Just a ball of confusion, That's what the world is today, hey. --v 6.0 --s 250 --style raw
Prompt: well worked gouache painting oe me and my weird dog AKA horse never talking to you ever again
Prompt: Well, I caught you, darlin', with that sly little grin, Out in the moonlight, where the cheating begins. You were romancing with a rock, not a person, you see, But that chalcedony lover was taking you from me. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. You spent your nights polishing stones instead, While I was dreaming of the love that was dead. With your chalcedony affair, you thought I'd never know, But now it's time to pack up and go. You said you loved me, swore it was true, But you found your passion in rocks, not in me and you. So, here's my goodbye, and I'll make it clear, Your chalcedony love won't keep me near. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. I gave you my heart, but you chose the stone, Now I'm walking away, no more tears to be sown. Your chalcedony dreams, they're all in the past, I'm moving on, and our love didn't last. So here's the end, our love's final song, You chose chalcedony, and I'll be moving along. Your heart turned to rocks, mine's on a new start, Stomped on your chalcedony, breaking us apart. I stomped on your chalcedony, shattered to the ground, Just like your promises, scattered all around. You can't build love on stones; it's time to depart, I'll be leaving you with your rocky heart. Now I'm walking away, leaving you behind, No more [...]
Prompt: Imagine a scene inspired by the whimsical and surreal lyrics of "Tiptoe Through the Tulips." Visualize a moonlit garden, ethereal and slightly otherworldly, where the boundary between reality and fantasy blurs. In this magical setting, a couple embarks on a nocturnal adventure, tiptoeing through an endless sea of vibrant tulips under the soft glow of the moon. The garden, alive with the gentle rustle of leaves and the delicate fragrance of flowers, is framed by the silhouette of a grand willow tree, its branches swaying softly in the night breeze. The couple, lost in their enchantment, shares a tender moment, their silhouettes casting long shadows over the floral carpet beneath them. The scene is imbued with a sense of romance, mystery, and a touch of whimsy, capturing the essence of the song's invitation to share in the beauty and fleeting nature of life's moments. The lighting should be soft and luminous, highlighting the intricate details of the tulips and the expressions of wonder on the couple's faces. Ensure the garden, the willow tree, and the couple are fully in frame to encapsulate the dream-like quality of the moment. Tiptoe through the window By the window, that is where I'll be Come tiptoe through the tulips with me Oh, tiptoe from the garden By the garden of the willow tree And tiptoe through the tulips with me Knee deep in flowers we'll stray We'll keep the showers away And if I kiss you in the garden, in the moonlight Will you pardon me? And tiptoe through the tulips with me Maybe it's flowers you stray will be the showers of life And when I kiss you in the garden in the moonlight Will you pardon me and tiptoe through the tulips with me? --ar 16:9 --v 6.0 --style raw
Prompt: well worked gouache painting oe me and my weird dog AKA horse never talking to you ever again
Prompt: well worked gouache painting oe me and my weird dog AKA horse never talking to you ever again