This is about the spirit world, going there, coming back and some of the dangers that can be encountered along the way.

A small earthquake was getting ready To boil an egg But had bitten off more than could be chewed And so fell over backwards And rolled down the hill to land in the bucket. All activity stopped with a question To see what the disturbance was. "Hashimoto is the name," Said Hashimoto the small earthquake Handing out cards that said: 'I'm only at home when I am.'

And then for want of a big stick, a booby prize for all occasions came across a class act who swore she would never be taken unawares and would die first before succumbing to anything beneath her; so with her handbag on fire she raced away, leaving the booby prize somewhere flustered behind her and calling out things that made not much sense.

Tu es incroyable, tu es vraiment, et pour un dollar, je vais vous dire votre fortune, mais d'abord, permettez-moi de vous raconter une histoire. Apportez sur les garcons de biere, nous avons un client.