Wily Coyote, the cartoon character,
can’t self animate; can’t commit murder.
I saw him run through a steel clad tower,
all that’s left was his silhouette, he was devoured.
Then, Wow! From the other side,
to continue the lie
out pops his nose, just like Pinnochio’s,
‘fore it’s lost in the smoke;
fade to black for a second
from nine to eleven
then it’s quite plain to see
through the chicanery.
And though my child hooted with laughs
his delight was diluted on his own behalf
by my adult who saw it for what it was
a trick of the camera, a hoax for TV
so my child will believe things
that never could be.
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