There was a man,
a very untidy man,
Whose fingers could nowhere to be fond of
to put in his tomb.
He had rolled his head far underneath the bed;
He had left his legs
and arms lying all over the room.
Once upon a time there was a man
a very untidy man
His fingers cannot be found
to put in his tomb.
He rolled his head under the bed
Limbs were scattered around the room.
From "Mother Goose Nursery Rhyme"
PS: This article takes the Danmei route, and those who don't like it may be mistaken.