Y is for Yesterday
'Another year gone,'
The old yak yawned
As he combed his shaggy hair
He was not as young
As he used to be,
But he still had his hairy flair
He still had his horns
And enough teeth left
To chew the yellow hay
And as long as a yak
Has his memories,
He's as young as yesterday.
'Another year gone,'
The old yak yawned
As he combed his shaggy hair
He was not as young
As he used to be,
But he still had his hairy flair
He still had his horns
And enough teeth left
To chew the yellow hay
And as long as a yak
Has his memories,
He's as young as yesterday.
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