When Beethoven passed away, he was buried in a churchyard.
A couple of days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard strange noises coming from the patch where Beethoven was buried. Terrified, the drunk ran and fetched the priest to listen.
The priest bent close to the grave and heard faint, unrecognizable music coming from the grave.
Frightened, the priest ran and got the town magistrate.
When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, being played backwards."
He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth Symphony, and it's backwards, too...most puzzling!"
He listened further and murmured, "There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..."
Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on him. He stood up and turned to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery.
"Fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Beethoven decomposing."
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