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Bison

Have you heard the one
about the buffalo dad
who sends off his son

to college? What does
he say to the little lad?
Bye, son… The boy says,

I herd that! Oh my,
a dad joke, and a bit sad.
Surely you know why.

Coyote

Curious, sly, cute,
they come out at night like owls,
but don’t give a hoot

or fly. Kind of brown,
they like to cry in vowels
when the sun goes down.

We call this kind of
singing to the full moon: howls.
They might call it love.

Kestrel

The smallest raptor,
it hovers what seems all day…
then dives to capture

a bug, mouse, or mole,
some poor, unfortunate prey
who out of his hole

felt sunlight, renewed,
and didn’t in any way
expect to be food.