Well from this little story, I think we have a ways to go yet. Here’s what the neural network at the end of the tale finally produced (having being put to work doing prose):

The pig go. Go is to the fountain. The pig put foot. Grunt. Foot in what? ketchup. The dove fly. Fly is in sky. The dove drop something. The something on the pig. The pig disgusting. The pig rattle. Rattle with dove. The dove angry. The pig leave. The dove produce. Produce is chicken wing. With wing bark. No Quack.

How… poetic?