Best Seasonsthanksgiving Poems
A Thanksgiving turkey fowl
Pentecost pancakes
Harvest jacket potatoes
A Holiday sundae
Fruitless Christmas cake
Easter egg
Praise!
Tom with your fine plummage, strutting for the ladies.
Evoking fear in the children's heart, when you flap and threaten to spur.
Pawpaw evokes fear in your heart, when he sharpens the ax before Thanksgiving and
Christmas. You are too old and tough to be eaten, the young ones go to the table/slaughter.
Becoming juicy giblet gravy, basted, roasted, stuffed, succulent...Oh the poem!!...
Lunch break...
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Gobble gobble here comes trouble
Every year this time comes a struggle
Will I be the one for the pot this time?
Is the major worry on my mind
O where can I run and hide?
When my girth is so wide?
Listen please to some sound advice
Why celebrate Thanksgiving with my demise?
Why not choose a chicken? You would be surprised
More time spent with family dinner ready in a flash
You would be ‘going green’ you’ll save some cash
Just imagine what you’d do with all that stash