Who Gave These Donkeys Their Horns? Poem by M. Asim Nehal

Who gave these donkeys their horns,
and now they laugh and play with such pride?
Their braying can be heard clearly
as they prance and dance in a foolish performance.

Their hooves tap on the ground
with delight and kick up dust, unconcerned.
Their ears twitch and wiggle as they listen
to the rustling leaves and giggle.

But wait, what is this? A rare beast with magnificent horns,
noble and fair?
No, it's just a donkey with a fresh flare.
a sarcastic sight, so pure and rare.

Let us chuckle and guffaw at this weird sight.
and marvel at the ridiculousness of it all, how dazzling.
for who could have given these donkeys horns?
but what about the whimsical hand of fate, with a playful call?