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Kid Coyote

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He knew the river bend, both sides
    Curbs and crannies, hits and hides
     Bluffs and burrows the land abides
    That is why they paid him ...
Amply, the cartel paid him

     His childhood spent upon the creek
 Fishing, games - like hide-and-seek
Now he earned, thru just one week
 His father's yearly wage ...
     That, two times his age

Indeed, there was great risk to him
    Guiding migrants while light was dim
     Tho' other chances for income, slim
    For any mixed-race kid ...
No matter what he did

     So he'd taken the job as coyote
 Hiding folks to the Land of Free
Now, not worth what he'd never be
 In the river, floats face-down ...
     And no ... he didn't drown.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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