The normal man will have a wife; Time takes them in the trip of life. They get inside the car of time That hurls them to that unknown clime.
They sit quite thoughtless in the car. Their first main station is not far; There they meet their so dear first born, And their car journey will go on.
To their great joy, the child grows fast, Though that in old age fhem will cast. The children play their parents' role While their cars' wheels do keep their roll.
They get old and grandparents called And their effective role gets stalled. They wait for what God only knows While their jobs get to snooze and doze.