Happy Thanksgiving, all around.
A
Quirky Turkey
A turkey, not
scared in the least,
Stepped into
the sun, silly beast.
He had not a
clue
A foul wind
blew,
Or he might his
speed have increased.
Perhaps the
prized fellow was schnooked.
He certainly
ought to have looked.
One flip of his
wing,
And farmer did
swing.
One might say
his goose had been cooked.
Old Tom waddled
west and then east.
The fine
feathered fowl was fleeced.
An axe flipped
the bird,
Without a mere
word,
And sent him
inside for the feast.
c2012 by Linda Ann Nickerson
As we celebrate Thanksgiving, remember: “bird is the word.”
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