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Ninety-nine coyotes in the blue moon light

Howl and yip and play, all through the night.

On the weekends they skinny dip in the lake.

And the first Sunday of the month they all get together to circle-jerk.

Who knows the thoughts going through their heads,

As they vandalize the school with paint that's red?

Resurrecting the ancient stone, tree and fire gods;

Their crimson pentagram had worked against all odds.

They thought the deities would bring nothing but fun,

But now ninety-nine coyotes have found themselves on the run.

Their moonlit talk of manly hunks would have to wait,

But their groins pounded with their nightly need to masturbate.

Stealing a police car would be easy for you and me.

But the ninety-nine coyotes have paws, don't you see?

Frantically they searched for a way to escape.

Until the gods were like "Hey guys we just want to party!"

So the coyotes got whiskey and rum and beer,

While the gods took straight shots of everclear.

All the other animals were just watching and being all,

"You guys are crazy, man! You guys are crazy."

They went to the old junkyard and started nomming on things.

Dishwashers, fax machines, and -holy crap!- chicken wings!

Chicken wings are delicious.

Yeah they are.

If "Backstreet's back, alright!"

Then where were they before that?

Wasn't that, like,

their first album?

Ninety-nine coyotes strummed on an old lute.

And they dressed in frilly hats and old-timey boot.

They took turns deep throating each other,

And cum is really hard to get out of fur.

They don't mind if you watch.

It kind of turns them on, yeah.

Maybe even join in.

Come on, lend a hand you jerk!

They climbed like ninjas up a wall,

And then zip-lined down a cord to the park.

Whooosh!

That's the sound it made.

By now they just left the gods behind.

They were such lightweights.

"We're better off without ya!"

One of them might have said.

By then it was cold, kinda,

So they made a fire and hung out.

When it was said that they were skinny dipping, earlier?

Well, they don't wear clothes so maybe they skinny dip every time they're in water.

Oh no! A car chase!

Bang! Goes the sounds.

It's the gods who made the sound,

A second wind they had found.

But then the gods passed out again,

They said they were up late catching up on Walking Dead or something.

This one coyote has a throwing star.

It would be really embarrassing to get killed by one of those.

Ninety-nine coyotes decided to play a prank

On these senior citizens who were walking laps around the park.

They gave them free scuba lessons

Without any scuba gear.

OMG one of the coyotes had a broken heart!

The love of his life was boning someone else.

And when he fell asleep

The other ninety-eight coyotes teabagged him.

Thirty-two coyotes went to the Grand Canyon.

And thirty three more rigged it with explosives.

The other thirty-three developed cross-dimensional technology.

The one lonesome coyote could suck his own dick so he just stayed behind and did that.

Thirty-three coyotes cloned themselves

So there were way more than ninety-nine coyotes now.

So when they went to Taco Bell for midnight munchies

They had to wait FOREVER at the drive-thru. Thanks guys, seriously.

There was a coyote with a scar,

And he knew how to navigate a sailboat.

Another coyote was good at travelling via car,

And he got pulled over for driving under the influence.

Ninety-eight coyotes went to the jailhouse.

And they used a bunch of dynamite to bust out the other one.

He was so happy that he jizzed.

It was everywhere and it was awesome.

In the heart of the deepest valley, under cover of darkness

There was a place where no mortal eye could ever find it,

Making almost no sound,

Ninety-nine coyotes were going balls-deep in each other.

Have you ever had someone lick your balls?

At first I thought it would be weird.

But it felt really good.

You should try it.

The thrall of canines (with the powers of all the elements)

Decided to use their abilities for good.

The blue moon still shone brightly upon their furred heads.

They hunted down the evil shadow demon (who is a bastard).

The bastard monster from outer space

Grew so large that his mass could not be contained.

Still, the coyotes stood against him.

They would prove their might against this fearsome foe.

Ninety-nine coyotes snarled and lunged forward to attack,

And the dark beast was like "hey guys I just want to party!"

So, the normal-sized coyotes all climbed on the hulking demon

And much humping went on.

"Oh man," the demon moaned,

"You guys are really good at sex."

And he spurted some cum all over the trees

The birds living in the trees were not happy about this.

"That's what you get for pooping on my villagers heads,

Everytime I tap you with my finger on Happy Street,"

Muttered the shadowfiend to the birds.

They just looked off all pissed off and didn't say anything.

Ninety-nine coyotes and their new friend the demon,

Had fun through the night exchanging semen.

But it was almost time for the sun to rise,

And the smartest one had an idea that was wise:

"Let's use our mastery over the elements to be a dick to people!"

So they zapped anybody that came into the woods.

But before long they realized that zapping each other was just as fun.

So they played tag with their static-charged paws.

Ninety-nine coyotes in the blue moon light

Had partied all through the night.

All the other animals in the forest started to join in.

Even the ones that were based on Pokémon.

They let out a grunt as they pawed each other in the lake.

They explored their bodies with their fingers in the trees.

They moaned when they took it in the rump on all fours.

Their balls tingled with pleasure sucking cock down on their knees.

Ninety-nine coyotes woke up the next day around noon,

After they had a pretty good time under the blue moon.

Picking up their cell phone, they called all their friends.

Because, tonight, they're going to do it all again.