The Daily Donkey

The serenity donkey

 

Sunshine on a donkey day

 

Velvet noses supposes

 

All the tired horses in the sun

 

How am I supposed to get any riding done ?

Once I was a soldier

 

And I fought on foreign sands for you

 

Be very very quiet, I’m hunting rubbish

 

Someday my chip will come

 

Ice cream ice cream we all search for ice cream