The Bandar-Log.
Divided Destinies
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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.
He said:—“O man of many clothes! Sad crawler on the Hills!
“Observe, I know not Ranken’s shop, nor Ranken’s monthly bills!“
I take no heed to trousers or the coats that you call dress;
“Nor am I plagued with little cards for little drinks at Mess".
(Rudyard Kipling).
"An' what you lookin' at ?"
(Not Rudyard Kipling)
Last edited by Danny42C; 15th Jan 2017 at 18:10.
Reason: Emphasis.