The Coyote’s Comedy Club Witty Banter Under the Starry Sky

It takes a steady hand and a bold heart to tame the wild west.

In twilight’s glow, the campfire crackles,

As coyotes gather, the night-time shackles.

With laughter bright, the jesters play,

Witty banter dances, under skies of gray.

The moon hangs low, a silver grin,

Casting shadows where stories begin.

With drawn-out tales of foolhardy deeds,

Each howling joke plants laughter’s seeds.

A cowboy strums his weathered guitar,

Notes twirling like dust in the crystal afar.

The wild winds echo their chuckles sincere,

As stars wink back, sharing mirth without fear.

So raise a toast, neath the Milky Ways sway,

Join in the fun, let troubles drift away.

In Coyote’s Club, where spirits feel free,

Witty banter sparkles, like the prairie’s decree.