Coy-Wolves And Coy-Dogs Poem by Chuck Toll

The joke about how porcupines mate applies
As well to other species where inept suitors
Get eaten in flagrante by their chosen ladies.
Coyotes, who gently pair for life, are shrewder.
But live evolves, pushed on by nature, man,
Or God. We hear of conduct less discreet
And strange hybrid offspring, coy-wolves and
coy-dogs. Gray wolves still like coyote meat
But are now so few that, finding a coyote female,
They may decline the meal and choose to mate.
Likewise coyotes meeting female dogs in heat
May go for option B. If such practices prevail,
No one will wind up eaten, and the spate
Of mongrel pups could integrate the species.