There once was a turkey named Drew
Who ran with more speed than he flew
When the gate was ajar
He sprinted quite far
And kept himself out of the stew.
There once was a turkey named Mabel
To fly, she was simply unable
But the gate wasn't barred
So she ran very hard
And thereby avoided the table!
"Here is the pick of the flock,"
Said the poulter to the girl in the frock
"It's OK," said she,
"If you flirt with me,
But please be polite and don't gawk."
For Thanksgiving, I am afraid
That my waking, it might be delayed
If something goes wrong
And I sleep too long
I'd miss the Macy's parade!
Well, first you need a big turkey
From there it gets a bit murky
To stuff it or not?
And make sure that it's hot!
But cook it too long and it's jerky.