coyotegoth ain't absentee
One mustn't search from the tip to the lee
Of New York, the home of this Coyote
Who's on foot or bike, not on chimpanzee
(Though he'd likely not mind being schlepped by Amy Lee)
And he'll dazzle all in the cognoscenti
With juggling, laser-eyes, and quick repartee
Or tell stories of his life as Licensed Debauchee
(I'm kidding, sir, really, I hope you won't kill me)
So coyotegoth has gone on a fun-and-games spree
Combining a shindig and a fun jamboree
And interpretive dance by someone holding a SqueeGee
And it'll be fun to a great big degree.
Uh-huh, I was looking for an excuse for a bunch of "eeeeee" rhymes. I hope you don't mind, coyotegoth.
I hope your birthday's been happy. Excuse me: happ-EEEEEEEEEEE...