My neighbor's chickens
Sound the alarm
Another holocaust in the barn
At 3 A.M. that coyote came round
To my door we stared at one another
Through the glass he wasn't
Asking for directions or trying
To defend his actions
Or begging for forgiveness
He just wanted me to see him
And to know he would be back
For me at some uncertain hour
But when I tried to invite him in
He smiled and turned and ran
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