Ooh...Poems!!!

(Written whilst my aunt was cooking Thanksgiving dinner..before she shooed me out of the kitchen with a wooden spoon. Now I am crouching in the garden as my cousin seems to have accidentally locked me out of the house)



"Turkey"
Once you roamed so free
In a field, or wherever it is
that turkeys congregate.

Now you cook in the stove...

Auntie, stop poking me with that
Fine ,I shall get out of the kitchen

I look forward to your golden-brownish
delciousness.

My dear cousin Violet is entirely too soft hearted when it comes to small critters. Where I saw a plump and tasty thanksgiving dinner here, she sees a new family pet. Pfft. (hic)

Look...you can see it hypnotizing her right there. See? Don't look into it's hypnotic turkey eyes Violet! Oh...too late. (hic)

So instead of a nice thanksgiving dinner (hic) I have an empty stomach and a turkey named Ned with an attitude problem. Don't you use your turkey hypnosis on me, Neddie boy.

(hic)

Until next time,

Phineas