Awarded: SECOND PLACE
Contest: Turkey Tribute
Sponsored by: Donna Golden
Oh thee! Of feathered frock Bird of paradise – you are not For you wobble when you walk And gobble – gobble - while you talk Oh thee! Of stubby legs Neck hanging in a bag Of skin that sags and sags How can you face another day? Oh thee! With girth rotund With wings of nearly none Your flight is but a funny run Some chase you just for fun Oh thee! Of feathered frock Bird of paradise - you are not As you lie on chopping block Ending up in cooking pot. But come Thanksgiving Day- Everyone will gladly say You are by far - the finest bird That God has ever made. Inspired by: Donna Golden’s contest: Tribute to the turkey 2nd Place
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