Kayaking on the East River, my daughter <br />Met a coyote swimming and offered help. <br />It declined, adding it needed the exercise. <br /> <br />City life is always like that, it complained, <br />Squirrel snacks and greasy handouts everywhere. <br />It was going to try Long Island before it burst. <br /> <br />My daughter said she hadn’t known coyotes <br />Lived in Manhattan or out on Long Island. <br />“Been in the Big Apple for years, ” it puffed. <br /> <br />Long Island, it explained, was the last stop <br />On their list, which is why it was headed there. <br />And anyway, it wanted to see the Hamptons. <br /> <br />“The missus and I are planning to do Key West <br />Next year if we just get by Seven Mile Bridge.”<br /><br />Chuck Toll<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/coyotes-in-the-city-new-york/
