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A Turkey's Tale
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A Turkey's Tale
Today I’m twelve months old and I’m no more a chick.
I’ve lived through many trials all by thinking quick.
My old man told me just before the ax came down,
Son, hide yourself each time November rolls around.
I watched the others gobble up the extra food,
The hunger deep inside would whisper, “That tastes GOOOOD!”
But I knew just one month more and it would be
Thanksgiving day for people and the death of me!
I starved and ran around and round that little pen,
I heard the hens all saying I had lost all sense,
But I know something they don’t know and it’s the truth,
I’m not so crazy. "Turkey" day will give the proof.
Oh, my! They weighed each Tom of us and I was thrown
Back to the pen where I just flapped around and groaned.
The smallest child has taken me as her own pet,
She feeds me very well, and OH! such food I get.
I heard the mother hen tell her just yesterday
To give me all I’d eat and help me put on weight.
I am the smartest turkey in the whole wide world.
I have my own care-taker in this human girl.
I wonder at attention that I now am shown.
Everyday they smile and say how much I’ve grown.
I strut and preen and let them see how smart I am.
But what means “Christmas dinner” and being “stuffed with yams”?
Hi Jess,
A surprise ending....I thought the poor little guy was going to make it! Greg was cooking a turkey the other day, glanced out the window and there was a flock of about 20-30 in the yard....coming to get him???? Hmmm.....anyway, this was great. Thanks for sharing with us.
Kris
This was absolutely gr8..I enjoyed reading this~!