EIGHT BALD-HEADS
Isaac Taylor Headland translation
A BALD-HEAD is sick,
And the second's afraid,
The third calls a doctor,
The fourth gives him aid.
By the fifth he is borne,
By the sixth he is buried,
The seventh comes crying
Because he is worried.
When asked by an eighth,
Why it was that he cried,
He said, "In my home,
A dear bald-head has died."
"Come, bury him quickly,
I fear a great hoard
Of the seeds of his spirit
Will spring from his gourd."