BALLAD OF THE CHRISTMAS DONKEY

Ed Ames


Long ago in the stable hay,
A donkey cried in his donkey way,
"I'm not beautiful, I'm not beautiful,
What good to anyone am I?"

Heaven cried, "Donkey,
you can carry,
Carry, Mary.
With Angels as your guide."

Long ago on Christmas day,
The donkey sang in his donkey way,
"I feel beautiful, I feel beautiful,
As beautiful as anyone am I,

As beautiful, as anyone am I!"