Gobble Gobble, the Turkey Is King
The turkey king struts around the yard this year
Nothing is to bother him he has nothing to fear
With Christmas around the corner he has to be brave
He has lots of Christmas turkeys that he must save
The butchers are sharpening their knives already
The turkey king is very wise, old and steady
All the turkeys are gobbling around the yard
Making their escape will be dangerous and hard
‘Await my orders’ the turkey king does shout
All the turkeys are gobbling and running about
The turkey king see’s a big black van arrive
This is his chance to keep his turkeys alive
As the big black van doors open the turkey king see’s
‘Ok turkeys, now’s the time, be off with thee’
Turkey’s gobble as they run into the big black van
They all run through the doors as fast as they can
Those turkeys are the kings now as they end up on the table
The turkey king thought he’d saved them all but he wasn’t able
He will never know what happened to his turkey clan
Next year he will do the same again to help them if he can
Proud is the mighty turkey that sits in pride of place
With its stuffing cooked perfectly we will feed our face
The turkey king will not adorn the Christmas meal
The meat on this old turkey king has lost its appeal
'Entered in Donna's contest'
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