A Donkeys Side

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I am nothing more than a lame old donkey
The problems of my load, I feel the world can see

Keep piling it on, I will not break
Where would I end up, the decision, for you to make

The scrapheap seems a tiny whisper away
As I plough my baron field each and everyday

Can you see my placid smile?
Can you see my staggered walk in every mile?

I believe nothing I hear, and half of what I see
Why not be honest and say I'm worthless, just not to me

I will plod and make do in this quest to survive life
You will not break my spirit but you may witness my weary strife

No one I meet shows a flicker of remorse
In their show of excellence they are supreme, of course!