"What is reincarnation?" the cowpoke asked his friend.
His pal replied, "It happens when yer life has reached its end."
"They comb yer hair, and warsh yer neck, and clean yer fingernails,
"And lay you in padded box, away from life's travails.
"The box and you goes in hole that's been dug in the ground.
"Reincarnation starts in once you're planted `neath a mound.
"Them clods melt down, just like yer box and you who is inside,
"And then you're just beginnin' on yer transformation ride.
"In a while the grass'll grow, upon yer rendered mound,
"`Til one day, on yer lonely grave, a single flower is found.
"Then say a horse should wander by and graze upon this flower
"That once was you, but now's become yer vegitative bower.
"Now this posey that the hoss done ate up with his other feed
"Makes bone and fat and muscle, essential to the steed.
"But some is left, that he cain't use, and so it passes thru
"And finally lays upon the ground, this thing that once was you.
"Then say, by chance, I wanders by and sees this upon the ground;
"I ponders and I wonders at this thing that I have found.
"I thinks of reincarnation, of life and death and such,
"And come away concluding, friend, you ain't changed all that much."
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