The Donkey and the Weasel

The Donkey and the Weasel

A Story by Grunter
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A funny rhyming story, that reminds people not to be proud

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                                  The
                    Donkey and the Weasel
                        A donkey once stood
                     On a chair by the wood
           And boasted with much boastful pride
           Why he would be rich before he died
                 And said as did beat his chest
        That he thought he was the best of the best
               And showed his wood carvings
             That he would sell for 70 farthings
                          One was of a beagle
                      The other was of an eagle
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                              But just then
            A weasel came right out of his den
             And challenged him all the more
             That he should not just be a bore
             And he said with an angry frown
            That he was the best up and down
                And that when he was born
           The earth was filled with good corn 
       “Rubbish” said the donkey getting mad
       “When you were born the corn was bad”
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                        They argued all day
     Running about and getting in each others way
            Finally one said that they should fight                    
                  Then said “Or we can bite,”
  Then the weasel brought out some boxing gloves
              For boxing is the thing he loves 
                Then they began a big match
                     By the house of thatch 
They punched each other by the tune of a clucking hen
                   And also beat up poor Ken! 
                       And then, bye and bye  
                    The weasel got a black eye!
                      The donkey’s nose bled
               But yet, they still weren’t dead!
               Yet they still fought all the more,
          That is, in tell their boxing gloves tore!
                  Then they hugged real tight.
 Everybody thought they were done with the fight
                       But that was not right!
              Now began a match of Tug-of-War!
                    That was a surprise for sure! 
                     And they pulled very hard 
        But the donkey slipped on a playing card
              They fell off a cliff and that’s all
                  Pride comes before a fall
            
    
  

© 2012 Grunter


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Added on August 29, 2012
Last Updated on August 29, 2012
Tags: Story, Donkey, Weasel, Boxing, Pride, Animals

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