Oh wily
and would a stab to ****** be a lie
and no fool
wicked, twisted in deceit
a weak little lamb to defile
nay, would not a lamb know folly
after years of observation
no fool I say
when tears fall down like rain
knowing the truth
not an object
not anymore
never again
to give light to treachery
and the raindrops still fall
knowing what is needed
is so far away
when wily coyote attempts to play on trickery
but no fool, no fool