A man was sitting

On a donkey’s back,

That wasn’t moving

As it was slack.

He tied a carrot

To the tip of a stick,

And held it in front

For it to pick.

While it moved forward,

The carrot also moved,

As he was at its back,

Holding the carrot stick.

Its mouth wide open

Chased the carrot fast,

Till it went on and on

To the destination last.

To every man at work,

Shirking at his desk,

Will the carrot and stick,

Of late, play the trick?