There once was a man by the name of Semyonov.

And Semyonov went out for a walk and lost his handkerchief.

And Semyonov started looking for a handkerchief and lost his hat.

And looking for a hat, he lost his jacket.

He began to look for a jacket and lost his boots.

—Yes—said Semyonov—this is a loss—I shall go home.

Semyonov began walking home—and he got lost.

—No—said Semyonov—I’d rather sit. And he sat down.

And he sat on a stone, and fell asleep.