This is an ode to the letter Y.
An oft maligned letter, I don’t know why.
Y is clever, Y is spry.
Y can do it all, on the fly.
Is Y a consonant? Know not I.
Or perhaps a vowel it passes by?
It is both, one can not deny.
Of letters it is the ver-Macgy.
Without Y, no gym go I,
An there would be no You to be with shy.
Without Y no shine could be shiny,
And no whine could be whiny.
So thank you thank you letter Y.
You make the time go faster by.
How about you and you and I,
A big cheer for Y let’s cry!