Emma Rose

Yippee Yi Yo The Third

POW POW POW! PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH! KICK KICK KICK! “Hang her from the ceiling by the wits ends of her little blonde hair strings! I insist!”, screamed my younger sister with strong and playful enthusiasm, as they tighten the cheaply made yarn hair strings to the silver rusted hook that hung from our basement ceiling, that belonged to a five foot tall plush doll, who’s name was Yippee Yi Yo The Third!