A donkey that carries a lot of books is not necessarily learned.
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Donkey Tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Donkey tonkey people
Spero, che fai l'asino sul serio per un po'
E se fai il ballo dell'asino, io ci sto
Xch le tue parole, sembrino raggi di sole (oh)
E per ricordarti, di dimenticare
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Donkey tonkey people
Ora, gi in citt, c' una blue crayola
di cioccolata ya e si chiama Lola
Xch i tuoi occhi adesso sembrino raggi di sole (oh)
Chiameremo felicit, la disperazione.
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Donkey tonkey people
Uh na na na, voglio bere
Uh na na na, bere te
Uh na na na, e la tua bocca di miele
Uh na na na, bere te
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Uh na na na, voglio bere
Uh na na na, bere te
Uh na na na, e la tua luna di fiele
Uh na na na, bere te
Do the donkey, donkey, donkey
Do the donkey, donkey, donkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
song performed by by Zucchero
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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An Old Donkey For Sale
'A donkey for sale' the old man cried
And the crowd went to see the donkey.
It was as old as he - the crowd felt.
'An old donkey for sale ' the old man still cried-
But no new crowd was there to see it.
An odd man came enquiring all the way
'Where can I get an old donkey for myself? '
Then he heard the old man cry 'An old donkey for sale'
And the odd man rushed to him and his donkey.
But he said to the old man, ' The donkey isn`t really old'.
The old man and his donkey are still treading the paths,
The crowds still find the donkey and the man old alike.
The odd man never stops his search for an old donkey.
But a world never emerges at all -
That one can understand the diametrical human minds.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Bit News
Donkey milk
Is...
Good for health...
This thinking for
South indian poeple's...
So...
New born baby
Given for donkey's milk...
I also drink for
Donkey milk at childhood...
My gran mother told for me...!
Donkey milk is for
Only at donkey...
But...
People idea is...
Donkey's milk is how is
Help full for human health...?
I don't no...!
Miss or mrs univers
Celeo patra also
Take bath for
Donkey's milk...
For his beauty...
It history bit news
How much true
I don't no...!
You know...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Aint Necessarily So
(slow)
It aint necessarily so
No, it aint necessarily so
These things that youre liable,
To read in the bible.
No it aint necessarily so
(jammin)
You bet that you cant be wrong.
No place where you dont belong.
Theres nothin you dont know.
But it aint necessarily so
To you theres never no doubt.
Its either in or its out.
You sure put up quite a show.
But it aint necessarily so
I said hold, let your bad self go.
Hold on, caus you already know.
Its never maybe or might.
To you its black or its white.
If I say yes you say no.
But it anns necessarily so
Hold on, let your bad self go.
Hold on, cause you already know.
You think that you cant be wrong.
No place where you dont belong.
Theres nothing you dont know.
But it aint necessarily so
Aint necessarily so
Aint necessarily so
No no no no
No it aint necessarily so
No no no no
No no no no
No no no no
No it aint necessarily so.
No no no no
No it aint necessarily so.
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Last Donkey
I am gathering laurels
to crown the last donkey
in my town
It is the only donkey which
thinks that soon i will be having
the heydays of my
writing career
I will have this donkey paraded in town
To be cheered by all the nitwits and nincompoops
And then the feast at home begins
All menu based on donkey meat.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Sound Of Wings.....
from the bars of the cell,
i learned freedom from the body.
from the underside of the bridge,
i learned home has not a house.
from forty years of working,
i learned the bitterness of the slave.
from the political lies,
i learned that truth cant be bought.
from the books i read,
i learned to reason and question.
from the heroin needle,
i learned the value of life.
from love lost,
i learned how to love.
from doubt i learned seeking,
in seeking i found god to be more.
from the scars on my heart,
i learned to be a man.
from battles fought and lost,
i learned the need for peace.
from discrimination i learned equality,
from anger i learned forgiveness.
from the mirror i learned responsibility...
from the bars of the cell,
i learned the sound of wings!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Better a donkey that carries me than a horse that throws me.
A donkey that carries me is worth more than a horse that kicks me.
It is better to ride a donkey that carries you than a horse that throws you.
Pepe Pepeto
Pepe Pepeto was a littlr Mexican boy who lived on a farm
One day, he was collecting wood on the moutain side for use on the farm
He and his father heard a braying
It was a small donkey caught in a bush and braying
Pepe's father took the donkey out of the bush
And Pepe said to the donkey, 'Hush'
Pepe asked his father if he could have the donkey
Pepe's father said, 'Si, Pepe, you can have the donkey'
Pepe was so happy now with his donkey
He called the name 'Manuel' for his donkey
May 13,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
poem by Jr. Clarence A. Graham
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Shake You Donkey Up
Here he come again
Dress in all that skin
Like he was still human being
Look at he long ears
And he big brown eyes
And with them truth he is seeing
Isnt it a shame you kicked that girl
Isnt it a shame she kicked you back, jackass
She really shake you donkey up
She really make you donkey up
She really shake you donkey up, quite a packet
How she carry you
Over thick and thin ice
You still dug you spurs in
Now you forced to walk
Laden down with shame
Its not just you back thats hurting
Now children saddle him for riding
Pick a fight with love and she will
Tan your hide in
She really shake you donkey up
She really shake you donkey up
Shake you donkey!
song performed by by Xtc
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A donkey, who jealous of horses
was dreaming of heavenly forces.
But the Gods were not buying
though the donkey was crying,
he was left with his donkey resources.
quote by by Herbert Nehrlich
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Weight of the Wind
The wind carries much more than we see
It carries a lot of what makes you and me
The wind blows and carries lies
Around the world it carries cries
We don't hear nor see any of these things
We don't know or feel what the wind brings
The wind carries the wishes and dreams
The wind carries promises down streams
On it lays our secrets we hold inside
Also the love for others we try to hide
It carries so much oh how I wish to know
With all that weight how can the wind blow?
poem by Mathew Welch
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He Was Lucky
The old man
leaves his house, carries books.
A German soldier snatches his books
flings them in the mud.
The old man picks them up,
the soldier hits him in the face.
The old man falls,
the soldier kicks him and walks away.
The old man
lies in mud and blood.
Under him he feels
the books.
poem by Anna Swirszczynska
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Donkey, Dog and Master – a very gentle fable
Come, listen all -
listen to a very gentle fable
Of Donkey, Dog and Man
and the friendship
amongst these three
1
Donkey and Dog are loyal servants;
they’ve served the same master
all their lives
It’s night now and
Donkey and Dog sleep
in the courtyard
while Master
snores in the house
A thief sneaks in
through the gate
and donkey whispers
as gently as he can:
Hey, dog…There’s an intruder;
Why don’t you bark and let master know?
And the old Dog growls as
quietly as he can:
Why don’t you bray aloud
and raise the alarm?
Hey, but you’re the dog
and you’re man’s best friend,
Donkey whispers in the dark
Man’s best friend, eh?
says Dog.
But is man the dog’s best friend?
I’ve served the master for ages
and now that I’m old he neglects me
and is talking about taking another dog.
I bet he’ll have you skinned alive
when you’re dead!
To the dogs with him!
You bray if you like.
2
Oh I’ve never seen
a more ungrateful being,
Donkey says.
Master is the best
and though he treats
us harsh
it’s all for our own good.
But your ingratitude offends me
and for the sake of decency and justice
and for all the values I hold dear
I shall have to do
a watchdog’s duty instead.
And with that
the donkey brays aloud
and the cacophony is heard
in all the village
and the thief runs away as quickly as he can;
and the master comes running out with a huge stick
and seeing the donkey braying madly
with no cause but its own stupidity
the master beats the donkey well and proper
till all his own hands ache
and he goes back to bed
And now Dog and Donkey
lie down again together
in the courtyard
and Dog says to the quiet Donkey:
Looks like you just found out
how it feels to be man’s best friend!
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Adultery at one’s wills
.
Proximity promotes adultery
But not necessarily.
Opportunities encourage adultery
But not necessarily.
Necessities warrant adultery
But not necessarily.
Baits contribute to adultery
But not necessarily.
Adultery is no more than a theft
Which will happen with one’s wills.
06.06.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Adultery at one’s wills.
Proximity promotes adultery
But not necessarily.
Opportunities encourage adultery
But not necessarily.
Necessities warrant adultery
But not necessarily.
Baits contribute to adultery
But not necessarily.
Adultery is no more than a theft
Which will happen with one’s wills.
06.06.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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the crowd laughs at Nasrudin
See
Nasrudin is in the streets
he rides his donkey;
and see,
the people are in the streets
and the men and women point to Nasrudin
and they laugh;
and the children run behind Nasrudin's donkey
and they roll in the sand
and they laugh at Donkey;
and the youth
throw some old cups
at Nasrudin's donkey and they laugh
and see
Nasrudin sees all this
and he says to them:
Yes, you may see the humor;
but I don't think you see the irony
I was going to go off after the last poem
poem by Raj Arumugam
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It is strange! The ox eats hay and the dog eats bread, while the donkey carries wine but drinks water.
My books always begin with a sentence and an image - not necessarily connected.
quote by Jeanette Winterson
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