A Poem by Thayne Whipple
Wild and Free
Mar 12, 2016
A wild donkey made his way
Across a farm one summer day.
Across a farm one summer day.
He saw then in a stable fair
A donkey who resided there.
A donkey who resided there.
"I'm jealous friend," he blurted out.
"Your home is nice without a doubt -
"Your home is nice without a doubt -
You have nice food on which to dine,
Your muscles toned, your coat is fine.
Your muscles toned, your coat is fine.
You seem to have no stress or strife.
You're lucky to enjoy this life!"
You're lucky to enjoy this life!"
Then later, on a dusty road,
The captive donkey bore a load.
The captive donkey bore a load.
And as he made this tiresome trip,
A driver beat him with a whip.
A driver beat him with a whip.
The wild donkey saw the scene -
The sweaty work, the driver mean.
The sweaty work, the driver mean.
And as he freely grazed about,
Back to his fried he gave a shout:
Back to his fried he gave a shout:
"All envy for you I have lost.
I would not want to pay the cost!"
I would not want to pay the cost!"
To live a life that's viewed as nice,
One often pays a hefty price.
One often pays a hefty price.
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