He comes He goes

He comes he goes

And nobody knows

Of the curious messages

He brings either rude either crude

Or in a simply in good mood

He talks about various things

Then he comes and he goes

And nobody knows of the reason

That may lie within

With a spark and an ember

That they might remember

The curious looker was him

He comes and he sees

Observes and then leaves

For the world haveth many a tale

And the looker may vanish

And the looker may go

But the looker returns without fail