Best Turkeys Poems

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ein puter potage
action de grace-dindon
dankfest kartoffel
eucharista sauce
we give you 
thanks


Inspired by Donna's contest

No finer tribute ode- than to be top billing on Thanksgiving/Christmas menus...

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An Ode to Turkeys
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

I
There was a time, year one thousand A.D
U.S. turkeys faced a brand new plight.
Usefulness seen.
Native American's hunting delight. 
The white meat of a turkey is quite lean.
So much healthier than man knew before,
Nothing one ever...

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thanksgiving
wild turkeys on the roof 
fly, fly away...

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Poor Thomas Turkey,
Alone in his pen.
Sits solemn and scared,
For they 'did in' his hen.
 
They took her off Sunday,
Then snuffed out her life.
And now he's alone,
Cause they've eaten his wife.
 
Thanksgiving now over,
He preens with relief.
He can muster a gobble,
Along with his grief.
 
He pecks...

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For Donna Golden's competition  "Ode to the  Turkey"



Dear turkeys, keep feeding like kings
And flapping your high protein wings
For unknown to you - dears
You'll soon sit on your  - rears
And be roasted and stuffed - you poor things.

You'll be sliced up and spiced...

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Turkeys have all been running like hell
Afraid for their very lives 
A dangerous time of the year for them
Sure not very nice of us guys

They've all got wives and kiddies at home
With a loaded to the top Visa card
Soon gonna get their head above water
Now...

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A turkey named Betty who knew better,
Slipped and let a well known butcher get her
Her last day of living,
To be on Thanksgiving
But she was loved by all those who "et" her!...

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We are told that Franklin would have preferred

     The scrumptious turkey as our nations' bird

          Though old Ben's advice was scrapped

           ...

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Turkeys seek new shoots
Of green from the camp’s food plot
The snow is coming...

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My parenting totem
was the Hawk
of bicamerally perfect egocentric vision
usually greeted by a loud Yang squawk
and vigorous walk
in the other wrong direction.

My WiseElder totem
is the Turkey,
CoMessiah of CoRedemptive Dying
as notnot loving EarthTribe's future lives.

At eight,
my totem was muse Dragonfly,
greeting and bowing
to Eastern red sky dawns,
mysterious wordless...

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If turkey’s all marched on congress
With anger they cannot suppress  
They could get some relief
If people just ate beef
Could Biden save them from distress!

Thanksgiving is one day each year
All turkeys are worried I hear
As for many their fate
Is on a dinner plate
No wonder these...

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People running round like turkeys with their heads off
Turkeys running for their lives, fears unable to quash
Sadly tradition wins out
Season joy's what it's about
Turkeys have families too, at tradition they scoff...

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Nice days
Still alive
Eating and eating
I warned you they say
But my brain told me to not listen
My heart told me to listen
Choosing my brain
My heart beating
Worrying about the future
Farmer came
Measuring our weight and fatness
No I say
No
The farmer chose me
I thank everyone
For warning me
My life is over...

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If you should ever come to visit me
I want you to be ready,
For the view that I have right outside my room
of the plains of the Serengeti.

From my window I can view
some of nature’s most exotic creatures,
A sampling that it seems is so unique
each comes...

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My chicken has been flickin'
Her feathers in the hay
The cattle waged a battle
In their field the other day
A turkey feeling perky
Jumped up and ran away
Feeling daft, I laughed and laughed,
That's all I've got to say....

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