A Message from a Coyote

The seventh party day of the movement comes to an end
The youth have shifted,
And it will remain,
Until they decay.
Help me get through the summer
I want to see the fall
And I’ll be grateful,
Oh I’ll be grateful,
For the work done.
Help me get through this summer
I want to see my son
And I’ll be grateful,
Oh I’ll be grateful …
For the work that has been done on me.
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