In my urban garden, a charming sight I see,
Wild turkeys roam, happy and carefree.
No inkling of worry, no impending alarm,
For the impending Turkey Day, no cause for harm.
Oh, how delightful to witness them so spry,
Unaware of the feasting day drawing nigh.
They're free and alive, in their own joyful way,
Thanksgiving, from our bushes, how they convey.
They...
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