'There's no room in the ark for donkeys,' said Shem; 'But the Good Lord,' said Noah, 'he created them.' 'It's their braying,' said Ham, 'gets under my skin;' 'But the Good Lord,' said Noah, 'puts up with the din.' 'They're stubborn,' said Japheth, 'as original sin;' 'But the Good Lord,' said Noah, 'will break them in.' 'On a donkey,' they said, 'no proud man would ride;' 'But the Good Lord,' said Noah, 'hasn't got any pride - On a donkey he'll ride, who must die for us all; For the humblest may serve him, and they ever shall.'