Well it may be a stretch, to idle and stall
Yet 'tis the sound of the Coyote's first call
An English saloon, guzzler of a kind
With room in the front as well as behind
I've got her covered, as she can see
And still on the loose, bearing testimony
Off shore in other words my name thus compounded
And the coolest of circles I can almost be found in
He's no longer available, the inquiry's been submitted
It still isnt legal though, to have him committed
Free rides to the first, then quits lickety split
Different social classes, gets away with it
When put on paper it lacks any bite
But when left alone ferocious it's quite
Well connected as usual are the two of us
Now give me a hand t'beat the system thus
Your fortunes in the balance just may hang
So in seventh heaven those feelings explained
When the eight are known you'll get credit for that
Then for what it's worth there's one more to have at
Links to similar ones from before:
'Twix' or Tweets, A Mutual Understanding, Trips To Win, Confused From the Start, Dont Get Mad, Treasure the Moment, Child's Play,
Unexpected Returns, Bottoms Up, Hot Headed, Forsaken, Same Sounding, Sword Play, Same Old, Same Old.
Edited by plainglazed, 22 January 2013 - 08:20 PM.
added replacement couplet
