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.
May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 1:13 PM UTC
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.
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