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<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"The donkey of the whip was tired
\n Bringing its cart and load from A to B
\n A way out of its horrific life
\n It sought and could not see. <\/p>\n
Its master, he would have its will
\n The journey would enjoy
\n The donkey beat, would work and sweat
\n Under the cruelty the owner did employ. <\/p>\n
So one night beneath the stars
\n The donkey thought – dangerous thing for a donkey to do –
\n As the sun rose and the moon set
\n The donkey saw its world with eyes anew. <\/p>\n
No more to the master will would it pull the cart
\n Being clever, and a donkey using its head
\n It would be stubborn, set its hooves in the dirt
\n Until allowed to push the cart instead. <\/p>\n
So it was let, its owners bemused
\n Who whipped it more, till its load was brought and gone
\n The donkey, bore the pain getting its will
\n Perspired, more tired, laboured on. <\/p>\n
The owner still the journey enjoyed
\n Thought the donkey a little bit odd
\n Loaded it more, whipped it more again
\n Cursed it to the saints and God. <\/p>\n
I need a new donkey the farmer thought
\n I will bring this one to the fair
\n Told all of the trick it done of pushing the cart
\n No one wanted it there. <\/p>\n
Home again, the sun set and moon rose again
\n The donkey to its fate resigned
\n Let slip a tear unseen in the driving rain
\nBrayed as if it did not mind…<\/p>\n
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The donkey of the whip was tired Bringing its cart and load from A to B A way out of its horrific life It sought and could not see. 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