I sat on a heap of hay
Wondering why the sky’s so gray
No more lovely, cheerful May
Then I took a walk down the bay
At the quay I saw him sway
Aye, I felt my heart led astray
Watching him from far away
As I closed in, I started to pray
Wishing he would stop and say
“Pretty gal over there, hey!!!”
But all I heard was donkey bray
Everyday I watched him like he was prey
I wanted him so badly, I’d pay
Patiently I waited; I feared I’ll turn clay
Under Mr. Sun’s frightful ray
One day, he took a turn and came my way
The drums in my heart began to play
I knew it wanted to do a relay
So, I stopped him and made him stay
I could feel him start to fray
All around, I saw birds named Jay
My heart painfully did they slay
With the news that he was gay
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