Buridan's Donkey
The equality of choice
Didn’t really bother me
Cause my opinion wasn’t voiced
They took it as a quandary
In fact, I was just waiting
For the sun to come out
And as it did, I ate
The right stack with no doubt
For it was brighter lit
And I could plainly see
What kind of grass to eat
While they were staring at me.
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