When coyote comes
by please tell him I'm sorry
for all that I said.
It was in the heat
of August and this is now
September and I
just don't think the same.
It's not his fault, no,
not at all. I bit off more
than I could swallow.
No wonder he got
all huffy with me, went to
the top of the hill
and lifted a howl
before he loped off to you.
September 8, 2010 10:39 PM
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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.