Wile E Coyote Raises His Hand

I have a question (if you'll allow). 
How is it that I came to this place now?
My life's path continued to where 
below my feet there is only air; 
and, the sad thing is, I cannot fly. 
At this point, I guess I'll have to try.
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Etgen-Baker Avatar
July 18, 2025 at 4:37 PM
what a clever poem written in the voice of Wile E Coyote...he was my favorite cartoon character growing up. Even though I knew what was coming, I always laughed. Poor Wile
Crandall Avatar
July 19, 2025 at 4:59 PM
Why thanks Sara, yep I liked that one and lot's of other cartoons too. You can't beat those old cartoons!
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