THE FARMER AND THE ASS
(Fable)
That summer, foreseeing an abundant crop,
To keep his market garden safe and guard,
So any theft, in due course, to prevent and stop,-
My Farmer hired the Ass,
Who him impressed
By working hard
In his backyard.
Ass would not take a blade of grass,
And even a tiny berry he would pass
To keep his honesty intact.
And this is, all agree, a well relying fact.
While shooing away the hungry bird and hare,
Manic to show his lavish pep and zeal,
The Ass had trampled patches all beyond repair,
While roaming across to finish the ordeal.
The Farmer seeing all his labor gone in vain,
And all expected fruits went down the drain,
Picked up a stick and paid heavily the Ass,
Attaching wording, which I cannot all express.
***
I want to add,
Yet not defending any ass, of course.
I'm neither mad
Nor feel for them some anger or remorse:
Each ass, well, always does his best
Only in their stupid asses' way,
So I attest,
That a heavy stick is right for them to pay
But to say about the willfully ignorant men,
Who hire asses such a complex job to do
For what these stubborn fools have neither a brain,
Nor knowledge, nor a clue?
***
"What can expect you else
from any zealous ass...
While helping into the White House,
With this his patriotic spouse,
Barack Hussein Obama!"
Remarks the Farmer's mama.