The dog drug a wheel
Drawn in buffalo blood
The circle of foxes made her struggle and tug
Then she dropped and she slept
And she came back to life
So she opened the door
And put her nose in the wind
She put a rock in her mouth
And continued till night
The dog drug a wheel until she balanced her bite
In the East and the West
In the North and the South
In the Beast laid to Rest
And put Forth in her Mouth
Tied to ties that she hides behind every fox
She say her breath in the air in the morning light
So she laid back down by her lover's side
There is some truth to this lie, no joke
So look at your fire not the smoke