All About a Donkey

Many years ago, Before yours or my time, When the only way to Travel to and fro Was not with automobiles, Or cars or trains, Or even planes. But with a horse or a donkey. This happened in the villages In Greece, donkeys were a Cheap mode of transport, But stubbornly would sit On their paunches and snarl Showing yellow teeth, There was no way, The donkey would budge Another step, on that day The aristocracy from Athens With horses, And their breeches and braces, Made fun of the peasants And donkeys, what monkeys! But one Athenian Stopped by the old Man with his donkey The poor donkey was saddled, With so much, His walking was wonky! Hey my friend, Said the city man, To the old peasant Would you sell me A pheasant, And your donkey Would he carry the same load for me? Of course he would but There is one thing you should know He don’t look so good! Said the honest old man! But the buyer ignored this And put a bridle On the poor animal, and Tied him with rope to his saddle! A week passed, and there Suddenly appeared the Athenian Who had bought the donkey. Hey mister he said, Did you know your donkey was blind, Yes, but told you, It was you who misunderstood “He don’t look so good!’