"Think as I think," said a man,
"Or you are abominably wicked;
You are a toad."
And after I had thought of it,
I said, "I will, then, be a toad."
More verses by Stephen Crane
- Unwind My Riddle
- Forth Went The Candid Man
- The Sins Of The Fathers
- There Was Crimson Clash Of War.
- Each Small Gleam Was A Voice