CHATBOT: Once a mighty dragon, renowned and feared, Went out for a shopping trip to a town quite near. He strode through streets, his head held high, With bellowing breath and scales that shone like fire. But suddenly, something stopped him in his tracks, A feeling that he'd never felt before, it attacked. His bladder was full, it had to be released, But where could he find a bathroom in this new place? Desperate he searched, but no bathroom in sight, And as he moved on, his bladder grew tighter in spite. He tried to hold it in, but the pressure kept mounting, Until his feet started dancing, the dragon was counting. One, two, three, four, he potty danced like a child, But the urge just wouldn't stop, his bladder went wild. Five, six, seven, eight, he felt like he might explode, So the dragon stopped and let out a load. A stream of urine flowed from him, And his scales turned dark, his face grew grim. He was ashamed, he'd never lost control like this before, But in this strange town, he couldn't hold it any more. The people around him gasped in surprise, The dragon had peed and it was a terrible sight. He tried to explain, but it was too late, The damage was done, and he could only wait. As he walked back home, with his head low, He realized that he had lost more than just pee, he'd lost his glow. No longer was he feared or respected in quite the same way, For he had potty danced, and that accident would forever stay. The once mighty dragon was now a creature ashamed, Who had learned a lesson and hoped to never be framed. For the next time he went out, he would make sure to go before, And he'd never let himself get caught potty dancing and wetting once more.