Belinda our mystic donkey
was a contrary soul –
take her for a walk southward and she’d stop dead,
dig her hooves into the soil.
she’s all sweetness and light –
if you need to go the other way.
Desperate for sleep?
She’ll bray all night.
Small child on her back –
no bother –
soon dumped in the pond.
Twenty paces up the lane,
she’ll change her mind again
steering her feeble owner home.
Tie her up to groom,
you feel breath hot on your bum,
skip to one side to avoid the nip.
Leaning on you with all her weight
you stagger away,
cursing the pestilence
that is Belinda.
The whirligig wordle words today are –: southward, feeble, soil, hollow, purple, twenty, donkey, breath, leaning, mystic, pestilence, consolation