And They Won’t Yield The Armrest

Donkeys are a boy’s best friend
If making sure his pal’s tail’s pinned
Securely is his favorite game
But otherwise as buds they’re lame.
They don’t play fetch. They rarely run.
The TV shows they quote aren’t fun.
They’re next to worthless buying beer
(If worthless is right there, they’re here).
Donkeys all excel at spelling
But don’t crib their quiz: They’re telling!
Not because you broke a rule;
They’re simply fond of pigeon stool.
Cheerful donkeys do exist
But any donkeywatcher’s list
That documents a smiling ass
Has quite a skeptic’s bar to pass.
Donkeys are by no report
Ideal emotional support
Companions, so it isn’t right
My seatmate brought one on this flight.

Cabbage

I’m not a fan of cabbage
Though I’ll candidly admit
I’ve no good reasons for my feelings
We’re just not a perfect fit
I like it on fish tacos
And some slaws are more than fine
And life without great sauerkraut
Would be less rich than mine
Don’t get me started on kim chee
Or I may never stop
But in my Roundish Leafy Tourney
Cabbage ain’t on top
Say I’m too judgmental
I’ll be loath to disagree
I’m not a fan
And man oh man
It’s not a fan of me