Run, Coyote, Run
Run, Coyote, Run
By Rev. Lonnie C. Crowe
Run, coyote, run
over the wind-swept prairies
Through grasses browned by time.
Run in the freedom of you,
Snapping, snarling, laughing.
Propelled by the gust,
The color of dust--
Run, coyote, run.
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