Donkey Donkey old and Gray

Donkey, donkey old and gray

Prance around the barn

Angry at Farmer Brown

He called him an ass

They called him an old mule,

While he brays and grazes the grass

Farmer Brown took him to town

One hot summer day

The church bell rang dong

And spook the old fellow

Old lady Barker gives him a cube of sugar

To calmed his getters

Officer Lloyd told her not to litter.

The life of a donkey is hard you see

When humans ride him all day

he would never get to the end of the rope

knowing no one would every love him

But the fool in him continues to hope

The humble ass it seems still has a role

To play in the lives of millions

when you have a case of the "if onlys"

the poor donkey learned to be content

whatever the circumstances.