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THE TIRED, HUNGRY DONKEY Poor donkey, you search for your food; Why don't you look and see your load ? You suffer from its heavy weight. It is the barley that you eat. You wait the mercy of your man. Stretch your head and eat what you can. It's shameful to have on your back The thing that you most badly lack. I am so clever, stupid *** No man can ever me harass Except for people who are rich; I hear their words and do their wish. I bend to my boss and accept What he believes and his concept. I also bow to what strong men Impose on me and don't complain. I keep my silence when a lout Begins to speak and tends to shout. When one of high post speaks to me, I just say, "Yes, sir," and agree. All other men l answer back, And what they say l never hark. The donkey laughs and runs away So glad to carry his barley. BY JOSEPH ZENIEH ____________________________________
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Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 4:33 AM UTC
THE TIRED, HUNGRY DONKEY
THE TIRED, HUNGRY DONKEY Poor donkey, you search for your food; Why don't you look and see your load ? You suffer from its heavy weight. It is the barley that you eat. You wait the mercy of your man. Stretch your head and eat what you can. It's shameful to have on your back The thing that you most badly lack. I am so clever, stupid *** No man can ever me harass Except for people who are rich; I hear their words and do their wish. I bend to my boss and accept What he believes and his concept. I also bow to what strong men Impose on me and don't complain. I keep my silence when a lout Begins to speak and tends to shout. When one of high post speaks to me, I just say, "Yes, sir," and agree. All other men l answer back, And what they say l never hark. The donkey laughs and runs away So glad to carry his barley. BY JOSEPH ZENIEH ____________________________________
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Youssef
Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 4:33 AM UTC
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