Christmas dinner

Written by: Seren Roberts

Oh my gawd it’s Henrietta sitting on that platter
Said the 4 year old without  it seeming to matter

Every head shot around as though they hadn’t seen
This was darling Henrietta the backyard turkey queen

She had strutted round that yard obeying her every need
Now she was xmas lunch who did the deadly deed

Who killed Henrietta, was the woeful plea
Everyone looked at each other said it wasn’t me

Was the butcher I confessed, it’s what we kept her for
Fattening her up for Xmas, wasn’t that the score.

Well we looked at Henrietta, stuffed with sausagemeat and stuff
Decided we were vegetarians, and the veggies were enough.




Dated  18/11/2012