But all the meditations
Of this meek Barney Gray
Are only of some future time
When he may run away.
PONY ROLLO RHYMES
I. THE PONY NEEDED
Barney was the children's donkey,
Full of tricks was he,
But no beast of sober merits
More beloved could be.
Though to tricksy little Barney
They were loyal yet,
All the children coaxed and pleaded
For another pet.
Yes, they wanted now a pony,
One which they could ride.
"Ride on Barney?" that suggestion
Shows you never tried.
For with double donkey firmness
Barney's mind is set
That he never will be ridden.
(Never has been yet!)