Oh come
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HERE,
woudja, sweetheart?
Aw, don't be like that.
Aintcha glad t'see me?
All right.
I'll just bide my time.
Sooo,
is that a good book?
Well,
ya didn't have to close it,
but I guess there's a fire or something outside that window.
Yep, something wonderful in-ter-esting.
~whistle~
~sigh~
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Well hello there, baby.
kiss~
and
~kiss.
I sure love you a bunch too.
Feels like I ain't seen ya in donkey's years.
I said "years", not "ears."
No, I ain't saying nothing about your mama.
I like ole Jenny just fine,
you know I do!
She made you, didn't she?
(yeah, I know that's pretty cornball,
but true.)
C'mon, then.
Let's go paint the town!
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Um, you ain't gonna get there very fast
sitting down.
Now what?
I seen tree stumps less firmly planted.
Take it easy,
I was just yanking your rope,
but how come if I say A,
you just GOT to say Z?
All the same,
I love ya so.
You'll always be my hinny honey,
and yes,
I love your singing.
You shoulda been in some sort of horse opera--
you woulda done your daddy proud.
Now can we go?
Kick up a little dust?
I love it when you walk right close.
Aw sugah.
Aw shucks.
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for Marian's Time (the Revelator) challenge at Real Toads. I used a different Gillian Welch song, "Hard Times."
Fun facts to know and tell: a female donkey is a "jenny". When bred with a male horse, you get a "hinny".