A Yodel Poem

I get so bored and restless On this walk that we call life So I took up yodel lessons Now I yodel out in rhyme So sit back my friend and relax As we have ourselves some fun In what I hope is the first of many In a long line of yodel poems to come Yodel-Ay-Ee-Oooo Yodel-Ay-Ee-Oooo Yodel-Ay-Ee! It'­ll get your ears a flapping So hang on tightly to those lobes As your knees begin a knocking With the tapping of the toes I know you must be thinking As far as poems and yodels go It's the perfect combination Yodel-Ay, Yodel-Ay-Ee-Oooo Yodel-Ay-Ee-Oooo Yodel-Ay-Ee-Oooo Yodel-A­y-Ee! What you are witnessing here is the beginning of a phenomenon that is soon to sweep the nation... Later in life as you are surrounded by your Grandchildren perhaps even your Great Grand Children and they ask you to tell them of the good old days you can explain to them about the time you remember when there was only ONE Yodel Poem. They may find it hard to believe my friend but you and I both know the truth... Welcome to the beginning of Yodel Poem HISTORY! No need to thank me.