Wiley Coyote

Sin City Life Summer this summer. As I walked through the city sights and smells. Love on my mind as I keep moving forward. Over the hills to my friend's house, but I get their and so did the devil! Anyhow that doesn't matter the moral of this story is not being afraid be fearless! I left made my way back through the desert. Had to get some rest for the way, way back. I sat against some rocks the city still in my sights, whispers in the wind. I hear more walks through the desert I look over into the eyes of a fearless Dessert Coyote! Blood dripping from his jaws we stare at each other its me or you! Turns and walks away you belong to the desert! Sin City Life