Chapter LXXI

I met an old man walking through the sky,
A sort of startled twinkle in his eye.
"And who are you?" asked I.
"I am Gud," replied he, with a frown.
"Which one?" I asked, polite but terse,
But without answer he went shrieking down
The shadowy spaces of the universe.

End of Project Gutenberg's The Book of Gud, by Dan Spain and Harold Hersey