Confetti from the antic world of Remy Charlip where anything goes. . . on and on (""Two octopuses got married and walked down the aisle arm in arm in arm. . . "") or around and around. . . or backward (""The moon sees me. . . I see the moon"") or nowhere. . . . . . replete with visual and verbal puns, strategic lettering, equivocal cartoons, elliptical riddles and rhymes. . . recalling sometimes Klee, sometimes Steinberg, sometimes the extravagant nonsense of children. . . whom Mr. Charlip invites to extend his ideas on and on. . . .