The Dralles had a cuckoo clock br it could be heard well down the block. br One day the door stayed open longer br and being young the bird felt stronger br than anything around the place. br br So he eloped, and just in case br that humans with their crazy habits br came after him like silly rabbits br he armed himself with one big weight br and off he flew, now tempting fate. br br The lady of the house came running br and saw the bird with his two cunning br and forest-trained but droopy eyes br for her it was a great surprise, br she called her hubby from the cellar br in came the man, a pudgy feller. br br They chased the bird with tennis rackets br and threw a pillow, then two jackets, br yet nothing trapped the small Houdini, br so Hans sat down to a Martini. br The bird, relaxed, but also tired br and, truly, not the least admired br was hovering above the drink br when slowly he began to sink. br br The weight which he had for protection br had been a rather poor selection, br as you may know, a cuckoo bird br can fly, but only say one word. br And so it is, when sudden fate br snuffs out a life due to the weight.