Donkey In My House
sort of kind of um have to say no my husband said.
I gave him a look that said "to me you are dead."
Putting my foot down, he said, my foot down.
the donkey heard him and gave him a kick and a frown.
he flew threw the air and landed outside in the muck.
you should not have done that I told my donkey Chuck.
Chuck threw back his head and gave me a loud loving bray.
I am in the house now, he told me, and I plan to stay.
This is when I realized I might have made a little mistake.
When I told the donkey he could leave the garden and gate.
I brought him inside, and he is now slumbering in our warm bed.
husband might have been right, we are now sleeping in the barn instead.
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