by School Girl
Of all the donkeys ever
My father was the best.
He didn't wear a three piece suit,
He didn't wear a vest,
He never started work on time,
He never knew if it would rain or shine,
And if you put every farmer in a line
They would all confirm he was a pest.
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My father had a favourite quote,
And that was - men are cruel.
And so he did his very best
To save me from their school.
Instead he taught me how to play,
To kick up my heels most of the day,
To give the very loudest bray
And to break almost every rule.
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My father lived a happy life,
Waving his great big ears.
And he doesn't give a toss
That he's the cause of many heart felt tears.
Of farmers who have bought him,
Of mares that loved and lost him,
Not a thought have they cost him,
Through his fun filled years.
7 comments:
Brilliant poem - i think i will print it out.
I am a weary, brow beaten bear today. (ps i posted yesterday)
Very cute photo- i remember some other excellent poems in that collection !!!
I admit that I was never graced with the presence of any donkey all my life.
Why use a father figure? (just curious)
But I think the poem is cute. :)
Makes me want a donkey... we could keep him in the tiny back yard... and fee him bags of mini carrots...
nevermind.
Cool poem
You should print it out Monster. Sorry to hear you are a beaten bear. Time to use your powerful claws and jaws I think.
Hi Anon. There were some excellent poems but this was my favourite.
You have missed out Shadowthorne. I don't know why a father figure - why not? :)
That would be so cute G.C! I'm sure your little ones would love it. I know the oldest donkey in Ireland lived into his fifties (could still be alive) and got a treat of a bar of chocolate every Sunday.
Glad you liked it Docpot.
Donkey poems! How unique, thoroughly enjoyed reading this one.
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