A man drove along in his car one fine day,
and drove round a bend, where he saw with dismay
that a branch had just fallen right unto the street-
and when he awoke, he was white as a sheet...

An elderly man stood in front of his bed,
explaining "Well, sorry, son- you are quite dead;
a terrible accident, see? Now- get dressed..."
He put a white robe on his bed, freshly pressed.

"Accident? What do you mean, my good friend?
I'm telling you- driving along round the bend,
I saw that a branch had just come of a tree,
and- oh, this big truck came along towards me...

But certainly, I was not harmed, so I say.
Im telling you- I'll live another old day !
This is the steering-wheel,see? So I can't...
Err...why am I still holding this in my hand?

And why do you want me to dress in that stuff-
Now, really, friend: I have heard more than enough...
A hospital-robe ? That is for people who're sick...
Now where did you hide my own cloths- tell me- quick?"

The other man smiled. "Son- your mind: Did it warp?
In angel-circles, we call this a 'Harp';
What you call a 'Hospital-robe' is your gown-
now get on your cloud and start singing, you clown..."
(WJB)