Oct 30

THREE TURKEYS

by in Poetry

The night before Thanksgiving

When I had gone to bed,

I heard three turkey gobblers,

And this is what they said.

The first turkey said,

“I think that I will go

And hide behind the haystack

Where no one will know.”

The second turkey said,

“I think I’ll find a tree,

And hide up in the branches

Where no one will see.”

The third turkey said,

“I think it would be fun

To hide the farmer’s hatchet

Then run, run, run.”

Then on Thanksgiving morning

When the tukey came around,

Those three turkey gobblers

Could not be found.”

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