Peter Swanson Coyotes They trot on silent joints And breed in holes. Teeth black, their eyes two points, Ashed-over coals. Suburbanites by night, Bugbears by day. Lost cats are their delight, Humans hearsay. prev - 1.3 home - next
They trot on silent joints And breed in holes. Teeth black, their eyes two points, Ashed-over coals.
Suburbanites by night, Bugbears by day. Lost cats are their delight, Humans hearsay.
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