Robert Fletcher

(1885 - 1972)

The Belled Coyote

Aint no one loves a coyote
That I ever heard about.
He aint nuthin' but a pestilence
Requirin' stampin' out.
A sneakin', thievin' rustler,—
A gray, ga'nt vagabone
Whose locoed vocal tendencies
Are lackin' depth and tone.

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