TALKING INTO THE EAR OF A DONKEY
I have been talking into the ear of a donkey.
I have so much to say! And the donkey can't wait
To feel my breath stirring the immense oats
Of his ears. "What has happened to the spring,"
I cry, "and our legs that were so joyful
In the bobblings of April?" "Oh, never mind
About all that," the donkey
Says, "Just take hold of my mane, so you
Can lift your lips closer to my hairy ears."
from Talking into the Ear of a Donkey
photo © bob arnold