Story

Once upon a time there was a poor child

With no father and no mother

And everything was dead

And no one was left in the whole world

Everything was dead

And the child went on search day and night

And since nobody was left on the earth

He wanted to go up into the heavens

And the moon was looking at him so friendly

And when he finally got to the moon

The moon was a piece of rotten wood

And then he went to the sun

And when he got there

The sun was a wilted sunflower

And when he got to the stars

They were little golden flies

Stuck up there like the shrike

Sticks 'em on a blackthorn

And when he wanted to go back down to earth

The earth was an overturned piss pot

And he was all alone

He sat down and he cried

And he is there till this day

All alone

Okay there's your story

Night night