Turkey Duck and Junior
Turkey Duck And Junior
Some days like Sundays, turkeys are not too smart
They don’t go to church or drive cars or sing opera
One Sunday a turkey mated with a duck
The duck became confused for some odd reason
In its own language and vernacular it stated
Get off of me you simple; something that rhymed with duck
The turkey did not comply
It did continue in its sinful mission without permission
Later on an egg popped out of one of them
Neither one owned up
The shell cracked open suddenly and then
It did not quack. It did not gobble
After looking in a mirror the thing stated succinctly
Please return me to my shell immediately
I promise not to tell what you idiots have done to me
The turkey spun in circles counter clockwise
The duck swam backwards in the pond
Neither one responded responsibly
Junior found a shot gun and some shells
It shouted, I don’t know who you bird brains are
But if you are mom and dad you better marry
Or learn how to turkey up or duck
I know how to use this weaponry
To solve matters of illegitimacy
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2014
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