Coyote Ugly 2 - Poem by Chuck Toll
It was partway through the coyote’s fifth session
That he had his revelation. He leaped up and howled,
But being a coyote, not a wolf, he sounded more like
That noisy Chihuahua in 3d that he’d been hankering
To sink his teeth into some dark night in the hallway
“It’s jealousy that makes them so cruel! , ” it yelped.
'We live our lives where they just think about living theirs.
We don’t waste much time on rules or warning signs;
Their world is full of red lights and speed limits and signs
With diagonal stripes, and cops ready to bust them,
And bosses making their lives miserable, and presidents
Marching them off to fight people they’ve got no beef with.
We roam; they’re tied to four bedroom, two and a half bath
Mortgages. No wonder they’re jealous, the poor bastards! ”
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