If it’s true that the gods are watching us,
they will tell you about why Gmpèrea ran after the carriage to write.
He thought deeply about an important problem and hurried by.
Because he thought it was a blackboard.
Suddenly, a carriage came rushing from the side and knocked him down heavily.
The horse stepped on his precious head,
and he left this world forever
When his beautiful and wise wife arrived,
she could do nothing but kiss his brains madly.
Man is but a reed, the weakest in nature, but he is a thinking reed.
