(Based on a true Story)
Foggy Bottom = Washington D. C.
Several years ago out in Wyomig country
The ranchers were having nightmare, coyotes killing their sheep
They did not eradicate them, just get some control
For centuries they have used the steel jawed trap, that was the controversy
They were losing money and not getting any sleep
The Devil's dog was getting their soul
The Defenders of Wild Critters and the government boys were all upset
Thought that the rancher did net know a thing, but they did not know a cow from a bull
Had to call in the high muckity mucks from Foggy Bottom, then it got deep
Crying, "These old dumb cowboys will never be Politically correct
But they did not understand the high price of wool
After hours of useless thought "We can save your sheep"
Had a town meeting to sell the ranchers the plan
"We will put collars with radios, give them birth control
"So we can locate them and preserve this wonderful habitat
"We have spent hours and millions of dollars on this plan"
An old rancher stood up and shook his head under his cowboy hat
"Sir, I don't think you are missing the point here tonight"
"We don't need radios to locate them, they are right here"
"And that birth control you can keep"
"But this is the thing in our plight"
'So listen up real close, I want to make it clear"
"We are not worried about the coyotes screwing our woolies, they are eating our sheep"