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Be it good or bad, / This little lay / To me occurred to-day, / By chance.
Through a field in our village / A wandering ass / One day did pass, / By chance.
Left by a careless swain, / Forgotten on the ground, / There a flute he found, / By chance.
As he stopped to smell it -- / This donkey grave -- / A snort he gave, / By chance.
Into the flute his breath / Happened to find its way, / And the flute began to play, / By chance.
"Oho! " said the wise beast, / "How well I can play!
Who will say me nay?
By chance. ".
There are donkeys plenty, / Who, without one jot of art, / May, for once, well play a part, / By chance.