Yawp.
Such a strange word.
You say it’s your favorite,
It’s fitting. You are insane, after all.

We ask what it means, and you say
If your soul shouted, that’s what it would sound like.
You laugh and say that you have an idea.
This could strike fear in some.

We ask what it is, you say
Lets stand on the table, count down from three and yell yawp.
Miranda gets excited, exclaiming
Do I really get to stand on the table!
With a child-like gleam in her eyes, and a grin as wide as the Mississippi

Three
Two
One
YAWP

Everyone screams at the top of their lungs,
Pan, giggling, says
that was awesome!

It was.