The Donkey Fell Into The Pit

The donkey fell into the pit

As everybody roundabout

Would take their pity upon it

To get the donkey in it out.

Though seeing that nobody had

The wherewithal to lift him up

His braying made them very mad

So that they wanted him to stop.

(The racket of his braying hurt

Making them put an end to it)

When they began to shovel dirt

Down on the donkey in the pit

As they piled lots of dirt upon

The donkey in that pit below

The donkey disappeared anon

(No more of him was left to show)

But for the fact that they had filled

The pit over the donkey’s ears

The donkey for the moment stilled

Pops up again—he reappears,

Amazing those around who’d see

The dirt that they had piled upon

The donkey would turn out to be

The cause for what he’d do anon!

For all the dirt thrown over him

The level of that pit was raised;

The donkey climbed over its rim

And everyone was just amazed

For, by the help of Him on High,

His creatures being down below

Are raised up (all the more so) by

The cause of their aforesaid woe.

Now this, of course to all applies—

For anyone that’s overwrought—

Whilst circumstances might arise

It oughtn’t ever be for naught:

Your donkey might fall in the pit,

While smitten by adversity,

To choose to make the most of it, 

Its opposite can come to be.