Wednesday, February 9, 2011

The Inn Keeper

Look, its like
This, they ride in
On a donkey.

Shes dazed
And hes dead
With the journey,

Or leprosy, or
Poverty.  I mean,
A starving donkey.

Im not sure
They got a tooth
Between them.

Before the nights
Through she
Might be dead.

Do I need that?
I have my own
Family, clients

To worry about.
One night, thats it.
With the animals.

God, an innkeeper.
People with problems. 
I should have

Simply followed
My father’s advice
And joined up.

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