
the poem of the death of sir turkey. A thanks giving tribute. May he be forever delicious
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Humor - Words: 113 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 11-21-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3076476
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Run little turkey,
Or you'll become a headless chap
You'll find they only kept you
'Cause you were fairly fat
Gobble Juicy turkey,
You should have tried to fly
You'll find it quite painful
When we stuff your innards blind
Flapping tasty turkey,
You look funny bald
I'll dress you up, and lay you down
And you'll not think of it at all
Delicious little turkey,
You turned out quite well
Your tender meat was a fine treat
That I know all to well
So long finished turkey,
All but scrap and bones
I'm off to greet another guest
You'll see him to look allot like you
But of course you'll never tell.
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