ONE day his daddy told little Arth,
I have a disease, there's something growin' and
on my neck,
I'm on my way to the hospital, to have my head cut off.
-Very well, said Arth, but what shall they do with it ?
-Very simple, said the Answer : They'll take it away from my body, put it inside a plastic bag.
Arth was bewildered, but if daddy said so, it had to be the truth.
But it was not quite true, Daddy was a joker,
a fine jester
- did he measure his gesture ?
Eventually it's not his head which ended in a plastic bag,
but his whole body, which had [ Warum denn ? ] to be put in a wooden coffin.
In spite of his joke, didn't he deserve a bit of plain earth instead?