Hey the young boys!
This time you'll not cry to an emotional story,
But will sleep on the joyous lores of the lory!

There was a joker.
He danced on the podium,
Laughing and giggling .
He laughed and laughed whatever happened;
Even when the swallows made a nice tidy nest on his sunny head.


Yes he was a nest.
An untidy man with no feelings,
a man who did not refrain from laughing when he fell into the crowd
after taking too many steps towards the ground.
He laughed crawling like a spider;
Maybe at his own foolery or at faces of yours originating from the neighbouring cemetery?

He laughed at the pulpit at the huge men and shouted at the men who created funny pieces of paper instructing cats to lick their toes.
Once he never came back.
Cause he went knocking into Death's door courageously asking Her on a date with the same fatty laughter.
And stayed happy with Her-
Forever and ever!