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

The Spirit of the Wild West

The West wasn’t won by luck—it was carved by determination and hard work.

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.