Eeyore the eyesore couldn't find a home
He's the ugly donkey forever condemned to roam
Carrier of Jesus and star of Nativity plays
Placed on a pedestal for his stubborn ways
Now there's a deadline for an application
To allow the mule to remain in his location
Lest anyone dare suggest a more fitting place
To display old Eeyore's sad and greenly face
No-one wants him in the Town
Some even said to melt him down
So just send a simple letter please
To leave him with the recycled Christmas trees!
Donald Keyman
