Into a history,
A historian,
Wrote a big comment.
Into a history,
A historian,
Met a geography teacher.
Into a history,
The historian forgot,
Which was right or wrong.
Into a history,
A bird let out a rhythm,
Which told him,
It’s the song of the creator,
Not the rhythm,
Which you are searching for,
As it is still to be found.
Adios!
