Spare A Thought For The Homeless Magician – A Poem

Spare a thought for us homeless magicians
For we wander the streets like you.
Be kind to us kindly mages,
It’s not hard for our needs are few:
We just need a little temple space
To do our pentagram and hexagram rituals,
Where the nearest Pub is just a short pace
So that afterwards we can go have some victuals.
We need storage space too, but until we find it
I suppose we’ll just have to carry on looking.
So spare a thought for us homeless magicians –
The bastard hotel has cancelled our booking!