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What's Fer Dinner, Grandpa

Grandpa and his kin gathered at the mill, “It’s n’uther thanksgiving, y’all! Eat yer fill! Hey cuzz Joe Bob, what’s the deal? Whose turkey did y’all steal?” What turkey? Y’all be chompin on road kill! Yes siree y’all might have to chaw some, But this barbequed swill be awesome! Be a shame for it to waste, So salt and pepper to taste, And feast on some almost fresh possum! Inspired by : my poetry friend Carolyn Devonshire. : )

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 12/7/2011 7:40:00 AM
Oh No. LOL. Unusuak read.
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Date: 12/5/2011 6:57:00 AM
lol! so gross! great country voice in this one too. (p.s. i commented on 4 or 5 of your poems but don't feel obligated to comment back that many to me, k?)
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Date: 11/26/2011 12:46:00 AM
I suppose it could be all in a thanksgiving day Bob..? anyway a worthy and fun Limerick.!
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Date: 11/23/2011 6:39:00 PM
Robert, I love the inspiration.... thanks for the smile...p.d
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Date: 11/23/2011 6:38:00 PM
Yuck! whacha doin to us hongry dudes? Mekkin us laff fo shore - Possum indeed!
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