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When I tell people, as I now tell you, |
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That now comes the story about three donkeys in heaven |
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It has some odd effects |
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People who have always said |
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That they don't believe in heaven |
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Are rather offended at the thought |
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That donkeys should be allowed in |
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It seems very illogical |
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If heaven is for people who are rather nice |
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Then why not for donkeys who, in the main, are nicer than people |
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Well, most animals are, don't you agree |
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Anyway, three donkeys spending an afternoon together in heaven |
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They'd all been there a very long time |
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Centuries |
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By accident they discovered |
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That they'd all come from the same part of the world |
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And had arrived in heaven at roughly |
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Give or take a few years the same time |
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Very pleasant and interesting for them |
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They all looked rather like, well, donkeys do |
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They were lying in the shade |
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One of them was telling his story |
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And the other two were listening |
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Quietly, as perhaps you are |
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Three donkeys in heaven |
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In heaven |
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Three donkeys in heaven |
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In heaven |
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Three donkeys in heaven |
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In heaven |
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Three donkeys in heaven |
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In heaven |
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(donkey noises) |
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Three donkeys in heaven |
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In heaven |
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Three donkeys in heaven |
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In heaven |
