De vreo doua zile, ma tot distrez rasfoind o carte din copilarie – ‘Topsy Turvy World’ – o culegere de limericks publicata de o editura sovietica (don’t ask why, aia gaseam, aia cumparam). In afara de limericks, volumul contine si un capitol consistent de epitafuri zambarete, dovada limpede a faptului ca Sapantza are rude si prin alte locuri. Uite cateva dintre ele, for a taste 🙂 Here lies a cannibal who, now and then, Forgetting the advice of his physician, Absorbed the deadliest poison known to men And died of politician. In the drinking well Which the plumber built her Aunt Eliza fell – We must buy a filter! Beneath this stone, a lump of clay, Lies Uncle Peter Dan’els, Who, early in the month of May, Took off his winter flannels. Si – pour la bonne bouche – unul dintre preferatele mele: Here lies a poor woman who was…