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Jul 2020
Ben
There was a little donkey,
And the donkey’s name was Ben,
Everybody called him crazy,
‘Cause he thought he was a hen,
He’d wake up every morning,
Trying to do what cockerels do,
Throw his head up to the sky,
And shout “**** a doodle doo”

It never ever happened,
No matter what you say,
He’d try and try and try and try,
But all he did was bray,
This made Ben unhappy,
As he left the stable door,
Every morn to try his luck,
But it still came out Eeee Aww.

Tony
Go on ... smile! :o))
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   Elizabeth J and Soloy
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