My Brother And The Turkey

Poem By Janice M Pickett

Thanks Giving is so exciting
Every year something always
happens here on our farm

As it happens
My little brother caused
this years event

He wanted to hide the turkey

Tommy decided the Turkey
was his friend
and No-one was going to kill him
So he crept out before daylight
Whilst we were all still in bed
To perform a rescue before
said bird was decapitated


We all heard the noise
as the turkey went wild
It didn't want Tommy to catch it
So Dad rushed out with knife in his hand
and off came birds head
with his hatchet

Tommy started to scream
Mum was in fits
I was laughing
with gusto

I felt sorry for bird
But you've probably heard
when I laugh
I do it too much though

Tommy came in
hit me real hard
he screamed that he hated us all
he said he would never eat Turkey
and lay crying rolled up in a ball

Well I started to feel like a
horrid mean brat
so I cuddled young Tom
to my chest
He gave me a Bite
which gave me a fright
and then he grabbed
a tight hold of my vest

Leave me alone
he said with a groan
That was my pet bird Dad whopped

He grabbed a small bag
and a handful of clothes
and ran off and
he never stopped

So all thanksgiving day
was spend searching away
for my Brother who ran off alone

We found him and last
but Thanks giving had passed
and young Tommy was dragged
back home

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