Vaguely remembering a donkey ride
on a hill leading down to the river side,

a memory that's clouded by time.

You
want to pay me a compliment

I only want enough pay to pay for my rent and the few extras
a man might need.


And that's where the donkey comes in
thin ***** and
undernourished

I am
all of my thought,

my actions
and deeds cannot feed me

I am the donkey
time does not fool me

only I can do that.