The Yipiyuk

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Shel Silverstein - Non-Music, Poetry (Literature)

The Yipiyuk

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In the swamplands long ago, Where the weeds and mudglumps grow, A Yipiyuk bit on my toe... Exactly why I do not know. I kicked and cried And hollered "Oh"— The Yipiyuk would not let go. I whispered to him soft and low— The Yipiyuk would not let go. I shouted "Stop," "Desist" and "Whoa"— The Yipiyuk would not let go. Yes, that was sixteen years ago, And the Yipiyuk still won't let go. The snow may fall, The winds may blow— The Yipiyuk will not let go. The snow may melt, The grass may grow— The Yipiyuk will not let go. I drag him 'round each place I go, This Yipiyuk that won't let go, And now my child at last you know Exactly why I walk so slow.

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  • Shel Silverstein