Oh Yuck! Yak!
 




You'd think yaks' milk
would be creamy yellow,
not a yicky shade of pink.
Just as well I'm not a baby yak
and that's all I had to drink!

Imagine yucky yak yoghurt...
should taste like strawberries and cream;
but no, it's just sour pinky yuck.
Things not always what they seem.

Echidna milk, on the udder hand
is brown
as mum eats ants.
It must be just like humans then
when baby echidnas mess their pants.


Y word...YAK







By cherryk

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