The Candid Man

Forth went the candid man

And spoke freely to the wind --

When he looked about him he was in a far

strange country.

Forth went the candid man

and spoke freely to the stars--

Yellow light tore sight from his eyes.

"My good fool," said a learned bystander,

"Your operations are mad."

"You are too candid," cried the candid man.

And when his stick left the head of the

learned bystander

It was two sticks.