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THE LEGEND OF THE KEVLAR COYOTEBy SwampratIt happened in Alberta's cold At least that how the story's told Of three brave hunters out that day And of the one that got away. Swamprat, Tag, and Randy too Together made a motley crew Were driving down a road and there A coyote stood with icy stare Swamprat told Randy "stop this truck That there's one coyote that better duck 'Cause if he don't I'll have his hide" Swamprat said with a hint of pride. Randy stopped it with a jolt as Swamprat calmly worked his bolt A fresh new round had found its home "Don't worry boys this wont take long." He left that truck, wind in his hair That coyote still a standin' there Crosshairs had settled on its chest As Swamprat quickly took his rest At the shot that yote went down Did the funky chicken round and round His leg went high into the air Then quivered once and settled there. Tag said you got him sure enough Let's go and put him in the truck Ole Swamprat happy as can be Walked out to claim his fur tro--phy What happened next is hard to tell That coyote must come straight from hell Jumped up and ran right out of there Left his blood, feces and hair Swamprat could not believe his eyes And Randy said "dont worry guys" "He can't go far" thats what Tag said "Cause we all know he must be dead." They never found a single trace Swamprat had egg all on his face "I need a bigger gun he said" Cause the ki-yo-tie should be dead." The Varmint Hunters still talk today About the one that got away Been seen from Maine to Mexico Anywhere the Varmint Hunters go. Its something that I can't forget I'll never hear the end of it Old Lunker and Ole Solo too They'll bring it up and make me blue. And 'round their fires they'll tell their tales Of great big bucks with flags for tails But theres one tale they'll never best Of the coyote with the Kevlar vest. |