Posted: Jul 1, 08 1:37pm

A horse did strive, the hill to arrive

his masters wagon his call.

When he got there, allowed to repair

and rest from the arduous haul.

Up walked a sheep, no wool in his keep

he laughed at the horse in spite.

"so sad that you labor, with no time to savor

freedom which is your right"

The horse then did mumble in voice like a rumble

"In trade do I serve the Man.

For bed and for curry, I'll not have to worry

for food and care from his hand".

"A sheep without wool seems such a fool

eat all the grass you can.

For when man knows hunger its you that goes under

his axe and into his pan"'