An Archaic Story...

We were planning to cross the Elbe or some other river… from the East...
> I said: “We don’t have happiness unless its not summer or spring!”
< And the woman said: “You are a Saint Savant of low des-cant!”
Perhaps this was the first usage of the word ‘descent’, as there
was a lowing cow nearby that we always saw near the crossroads.
When we didn’t see the cow, of course there were jokes,
About how the cow was not an alchemist…
About how the cow knew how to cross the Elbe…
And of course, about how the cow was ‘crossed’…