THE STOKER TOOK
THE JACKET
He was tending the fire just like a Winter man in a
shed full of leaves - a stick in a cauldron, a flame
in a spark. Tending to the King's fires is a job worth
doing. It gave him life tenure until life ran out.
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Each morning, Greensleeves himself would arise
with the sky's light, crawling back from some rubbish,
once more to see the world all steeled with sense.
Tending the King's fire brings grand recompense.
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