Sorrel

There once  a family thirteen strong
in which a pup was born on winter
her fur is different , it seems wrong
and all winter long  she spent in slumber

diligent and quick, she seemed to be,
but alas, wolf language she could not heed
there was something different, the family said
ditched was the pup, upon a sorrel bed

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the sun was high, noon is nigh
a pack of coyotes came trotting by
stumbled upon this strange big child
her movements slow, her voice was mild

how interesting nature can be, you see..
the pup was accepted as the coyote’s own family
the eldest talked and the pups played with glee 
and thus from that day forth the curious wolf turned into a coyote 

Sorrel was her name, 
inspired from something obvious ,you might exclaim
but nevertheless she was happy
she was glad to have a family,
with whom she brushes off all her weary
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how unfortunate could sorrel be,
it all happened in the summer heat
a herd of bison was unfortunately tricked
a wolf! A wolf! They called the coyote 

poor poor sorrel,  her life turned upside down
a bumbling bog of big bison bulls came rumbling down
they shook the earth towards her way
with a crunch and a whine with a hint of a cry, before she could blink, her family was gone 
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how much sad her life can become
when autumn came, when food was scarce
even scavenging she could not have done 
for how can a coyote go up against a wolf? 

and so sorrel climbed up the hills 
in search of food ,she brushed off the chills
and in her quest she had come by:
a curious dirt colored wolf quietly trotting by 

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