The Yeti
Climbing, climbing to the top
The climbers seem to never stop
The altitude makes their ears go "pop"
On the top of Mt. Everest
Legend says it is the best
For those who are willing to take the test
On the top, covered in snow
Lies a creature only few will know
Whose eyes seem to glow
Each season the climbers seem to disappear
The reason is never truly clear
Somehow it happens year after year
The thought can make one pretty sweaty
Come to find it was just the yeti
He wanted to learn to make spaghetti
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