i'm a whacked out poet,if you didn't know it.i wrote this pokin a lil fun at all my relatives for that always fucked up and hilarious get together w/my relatives,called THANKSGIVING..roflmfao
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"WALKING TURKEY,OR TALKING TURKEY?"
THIS STORY FOR YOU,THIS TALE I RELATE;
I BELIEVE ITS NOVEMBER,22 IS THE DATE.
FROZEN IT COMES,STRAIGHT FROM THE STORE;
YOU'D BETTER BE SURE,IT WEIGHS 20LBS. OR MORE.
INTO THE OVEN ,THE BIG BIRD GOES;
WATCHING THE TIMER,TO SEE WHAT IT SHOWS.
SOMETIMES YOU MAY THINK,I'M A CRAZY OLE NUT;
BUT YOU ARE THE ONE,THAT STUCK THAT THING IN ITS BUTT.
HOURS AND HOURS,...SLOWLY GO BY;
MY NIECE IN THE KITCHEN,MAKING TATERS AND PIE.
COME ALL YOU PEOPLE,SIT DOWN AND LETS EAT;
YOU PLACE THE GOLDEN BIRD,IN THE CENTER TO GREET.
MY BROTHER GRABS THE KNIFE,TO CUT A BIG SLICE;
GRANDMA WILL SAY,"THAT TURKEY LOOKS NICE".
WHAT WAS THAT SOUND,ALL OF YOU HEARD?
COULD HAVE COME,FROM THAT BROWN BIRD?
MY BROTHER DROPS THE KNIFE,IT FALLS FROM HIS HAND;
THAT DAMNED OLE TURKEY,IS STARTING TO STAND.
THIS COULD BE THE CRAZIEST,THING THAT YOU'VE HEARD;
THAT DAMNED OLE TURKEY,IS FLIPPING THE BIRD.
MY SIS TELLS MY BRO,...GO GET THE GUN;
BETTER HURRY QUICK,HES STARTING TO RUN.
ALL OF HIS SHOTS,DEFINITELY WENT WIDE;
I HOPE THAT THE HOLES,A PICTURE MIGHT HIDE.
THAT TURKEY WAS FAST,THE GUNSHOTS WERE LOUD;
THAT TURKEY BUSTED MOVES,YOU ALL SHOULD BE PROUD.
YOU CAN BET THAT OLE TURKEY,IS TRYING TO GRIN;
HIS SMILE WOULD BE WIDE,IF IT JUST HAD A CHIN.
THIS STORY I TELL,I CAN TELL YOU NO MORE;
THAT DAMNED OLE TURKEY,WENT STRAIGHT FOR THE DOOR.
THAT TURKEY WAVED BYE,GOODBYE AND GOOD LUCK;
THAT TURKEY DROVE AWAY,IN MY BRO'S TRUCK.
THE NEXT TIME YOU SIT DOWN,TO CUT A BIG SLICE;
SON CHECK ITS PULSE,NOT ONCE BUT TWICE.
BE SURE THAT OLE TURKEY,IS DEAD IN THAT PAN;
MAKE SURE IT GOT COOKED,....NOT JUST A TAN.:p
