Here Be Destiny: A Poem

The simple life for me

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Here Be Destiny

by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole

In the evenings what to do,
What to baste and what to stew,
What to dust with flaming spice,
What to cool on chiseled ice.

All day the sun beat my door,
It warped my boards, cracked my floor;
Comes the night with its shivers,
Dark, dank air it delivers.

In a stole I wrapped my hea…