Time was
I could yoke together diverse beasts
Oxen and donkeys
Teams of horses
Dogs in traces
Or billy goats
Or cats
And use them to draw along willing passengers
And inert cargo
And even the unwilling
But I fear
I have lost the touch for such work
My fingers slip on the harness straps
I falter as I work the buckles
And I cannot even get the animals
Together
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