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.