The Turkey's Revenge
The Turkey’s Revenge
The lights went out…..slowly
…….at first
then
…….they dropped like flies
…………in a sudden frost.
Immobilized
…..succumbing
……to the inexorable end.
Slowing movements
…..lowered respiration rates
…Soft sighs of satiation
Building….in a muted rumble
….rising to a roaring
…..Snore….
Parades went by
…….games were played
….taunting texts unanswered
Pictures..
……..will be posted
……..of the Turkey’s Revenge
..the bane of Tryptophan’s
Napping victims
………..dreaming
……of uncut pies
…………awaiting their fate.
John G. Lawless
11/28/2015
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2015
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