Poem

yaks......
... on racks
... in stacks
... in packs
molded out of wax
do they wear slacks?
or make wisecracks?
Do they run on tracks?
Or eat flapjacks?
Or use thumbtacks?
They have large backs,
but don't need Ex-Lax
don't have to pay tax
and don't speak in quacks...
oh, those YAKS
... they're cool to the MAX!