When I Was A Donkey (An Original Poem)
When I was a donkey
I just carried rugs
rugs rugs
filled with drugs
I just carried rugs
rugs rugs
filled with drugs
Owner and me
traveled by night
lights sirens
firefight
traveled by night
lights sirens
firefight
Smoke 'n' screams
until alone
aimless wanderer
donkey show
until alone
aimless wanderer
donkey show
Lights dim
girls gross
choking cigars
abusive host
girls gross
choking cigars
abusive host
Forced to perform
gruesome show
donkey love
broke a ho
gruesome show
donkey love
broke a ho
Dutty and you're still not going!
Mark my words: I'm going to that Donkey Show!
Sometimes one needs to keep the donkey in the barn, put a lock on it, if need be, hell, chain that shit up.
I know what you mean, some donkeys just want to watch the world burn.
Very good poem...
Reminds me of donkey life in an agrarian society...too much hard work but still donkey moves on...more please...thanks for sharing
Thank You :)
welcome dear
feel free to read my post on family versus office... quite an interesting read... follow for more post coming up in few days!...lets keep steeming to the top
ha ha .. excellent !
Thank You :)
When I was a Donkey? It sounds like the title to my poker playing career lol
I gotta get in on this, when's the next poker game :)
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نعم، أنا اتذكرك. كيف حالك؟