London Pleasures

 There once was a donkey

"Stuff your metre up your ass", the donkey said

in very nice garments

the donkey was clad

The donkey kicked

and rummaged about, never thinking

about acceptance

and clout

It'd seen the world

the donkey said

mostly it'd seen

only the world in its head

It was a fair donkey

It was a pleasant donkey

but it didn't want to be

anybody's monkey

Stubborn it was

As donkeys are

Stubborn enough 

To not get afar

No grand journeys

No grand forays

Here it would be

And here it would lay

To London it came

only once in its life

It's behinds came up

And it left it in strife