Like yellow parchment
is his skin...
a great black hole served
as the nose that never grew...
You must be always
on your guard,
or he will catch you with his
Magical lasso!
Giry
Those who speak
of what they know
find, too late, that prudent
silence is whie.
Joseph Buquet
hold you tongue -
he will burn you with the
heat of his eyes...