Donkeys

So many are convinced donkeys are stupid
Of Nature's ways so little do we know
Since I had quite a bit to do with donkeys
When I was younger many years ago.

Going home from Millstreet Town from school at evening
There were always donkeys loose on the roadway
I often caught one hoping for a ride home
Though respect for them I soon did learn to pay.

No sooner were I on his back the donkey
Would gallop off to the nearest hedgerow
And drag me by the hawthorns and gorse bushes
And left me with thorns for to pick and with bruises for to show

As my price for under-estimating donkeys
The asses not what we make them out to be
After about ten times of being dragged by thorny hedgerows
The message finally got through to me

That donkeys are far smarter than some humans
Believe me I am one who ought to know
Hoping for free rides on them often left me bruised and sorry
When I was younger many years ago.