Ha-Ha, Joker's laugh, wildcard coyote dances a maniac tango, joking in the midst of elemental chaos-- giggling at the lava, way hot watching the castle's mortar dissolve, doting the cacophonous crumbling symphony akin to Amadeus. Ha-ha, joker's laugh, wildcard coyote ignites a spliff with incandescent embers, smoking-- up under falling stars getting higher than the Himalayas and more enlightened as the midnight parades off into a translucent, steaming ashy bayou, hoping there's a bite to eat before the heat waves doff the darkness completely into blinding, hokey sunbeams reflecting in snow, that cuckoo tune never lost, Ha-ha, joker's laugh from that wildcard coyote.