Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet like you beat yo meat.

Yeet, oh yeet, the magic word we all repeat, from dawn till dusk, we can't retreat, it's the sound that makes our hearts complete, we yeet our worries, yeet our woes, yeet our troubles on our toes, yeet the laundry, yeet the dishes, yeet the cat (but gently, please, it's a metaphor for fun, not for feline frisbees), yeet the socks that disappear, yeet the snacks, yeet the cheer, yeet the couch across the room, yeet the vacuum and the broom, yeet the papers off the desk, yeet the spam that seems grotesque, yeet the boredom, yeet the blues, yeet the Monday morning snooze, yeet the clock that steals our time, yeet the hills we try to climb, yeet the nonsense, yeet the sense, yeet the fence with no pretense, yeet the sun and yeet the moon, yeet the cow that jumps too soon, yeet the world with all its might, yeet the dark and bring the light, yeet the dreams into the night, yeet the left and then the right, yeet the ordinary day, yeet the troubles far away, yeet the laughter, yeet the song, yeet the joy that comes along, yeet the echoes down the hall, yeet it big, yeet it small, yeet it here, yeet it there, yeet it almost everywhere, yeet it loud, yeet it proud, yeet it far above the crowd, yeet it till there's nothing left, yeet it strong and yeet it deft, yeet the giggles, yeet the tears, yeet the worries, yeet the fears, yeet the story, yeet the rhyme, yeet it all the freaking time.

Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet like you beat yo meat.
Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet like you beat yo meat.
Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet. Yeet like you beat yo meat.

Yeet.