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The Beast of Stephen

This Christmas Day I guess I’m gonna have to nibble jerky Cos some bright spark just had a lark and went and named my turkey So in the season when the snow is deep and crisp and even How the hell am I supposed to feast upon my Stephen And so I’ve got a brand new pet that’s given life a wobble A pet that doesn't go cluck cluck cos turkeys gobble gobble I try to find him pretty and ignore each wrinkly knobble But he looks like a chicken that just got out of Chernobyl

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Constance La France

Date: 1/1/2019 6:41:00 PM

Terry, congratulations on your win in my contest with this sweet poem, as a vegetarian I love this, well done ~

Terry Flood
Date: 1/1/2019 6:53:00 PM

Thanks Dear Heart. You know what tickles me most about this poem? It didn’t so much as occur to me when I wrote it... that my brothers name is Stephen.

Eve Roper

Date: 12/31/2018 11:45:00 PM

Terry, congratulations on your win. Happy New Year's

Terry Flood
Date: 1/1/2019 2:40:00 AM

Thanks Eve and a happy new year to you too.

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 12/18/2018 7:59:00 PM

OH, this is hilarious, Terry! What clever rhymes with jereky and turkey and knobble and Chernobyl. And I adore the implied references to the "Feast of Stephen." Best wishes in the contest and don't eat too much jerky :) Carolyn

Terry Flood
Date: 12/18/2018 8:03:00 PM

Thankyou, Carolyn, all the best for the season to you and yours.