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The Turkey's Revenge
“Oh my, the weather out is real nice!” Said the Papa Turkey. “Hey Mrs. Gobbler get the kids. Lets go for a nice Fall stroll.” “Line up now. Listen to your Ma.” The rafter of little poults wobbles by like Russian stacking dolls. The gaggle gobble around the apple orchard, pecking at fallen bruised apples and protruding worms. Smoke comes from the farmhouse. A woman is hanging clothes on the line. The farmer emerges from the woodshed carrying an ax. “Hey Papa," said Mrs. Gobbler "look at the ole coot all bare-chested." You have a better pair of breasts than he does!” The Farmer's pace quickens, as he nears Mrs. Gobbler. She flies laughing onto a branch an apple tree which overhangs the duck pond. The kids scatter. Papa does a running take off from the dirt path landing on the Farmer’s bare chest, pushing him and his ax into the pond. Mrs. bombs the Farmer with dangling apples. The kids pick up acorns and pelt the farmer in the head with them. There he sits surrounded by bobbing apples and flaoting acorns, spewing water and wiping the hair from his eyes. “My, my, my” says Papa Turkey. “Sure does look like a tasty Farmer stew! Too bad we don’t have acorn biscuits.” The woman drops her laundry basket and falls on the ground laughing. “You Ole fool!” She says. “You better try the chickens! This year the turkeys have your number!” “But watch out for flying eggs! No yolking!”
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