The Pailhead

by Throwswords

Tell me, sir, how do you see?

My friends reveal the world to me.

Tell me, sir, how can you know?

My friends check facts and tell me so.

Tell me, sir, who are your friends?

One tells lies and one pretends.

Your choice of friends, sir, needs explained.

My friends--they keep me entertained.

And when they lie, why don't you run?

Because they lie to everyone.

Tell me, sir, about the pail.

I wear it to protect my brain.

Why not lift that metal veil?

To look beyond the pail's insane!

You learned that from your friends, of course.

Oh yes! They really beat that horse.

I think your friends are playing tricks.

They say it wards off flying bricks.

If bricks are flying, you should flee.

My friends will then throw bricks at me!