Sunday Kipling Divided Destinies

Sunday Kipling Divided Destinies

Divided Destinies

It was an artless Bandar, 
and he danced upon a pine,
And much I wondered how he lived, 
and where the beast might dine,
And many many other things, till, 
o'er my morning smoke,
I slept the sleep of idleness 
and dreamt that Bandar spoke.

The rest is at the link in the title

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