Angel Turkey Poems

slits in the blinds
of a guestroom
leaking morning through
skinny orange white cat
follows an old man in his underwear
down the hall to the bathroom 
and back to...

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Turkey, my love, my angel, please run, go hide in the shed.
If the meat grinder finds you, you will surely wind up dead.
Please go, my...

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To all wo crave turkey...good appetite and good health!
Utilize your skills in creating charm in a bright dining room. 
Round up the best ideas for...

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