Volume 10 — MYOPIA
Reading edition
BY WALLACE RICE
As down the street he took his stroll, He cursed, for all he is a saint. He saw a sign atop a pole, As down the street he took a stroll, And climbed it up (near-sighted soul), So he could read—and read "FRESH PAINT," ... As down the street he took a stroll, He cursed, for all he is a saint.