Under the oak tree – a photo story written by artificial intelligence

[AI] Under the oak tree at the end of the green, / In a tiny creeper’s nest, / Under the oak tree  / Was a little sparrow, / And he sang to the nightingale / Under the oak tree. / I heard him singing, and he sang, / Sang as he always sang, / Of his love for the little sparrow, / Sang as he always sang. / I sang as I always sang, / Sang as I always sang, / And he sang to the nightingale / Under the oak tree. / ## WILHELM TELEMANN