God Bless the Turkeys!

Roosters are busy cock-a-doodling,

Chickens kick up their heals,

For a joyful “chicken dance,”

Pigs are rolling in the mud,

Happier than clams,

Cows are peacefully mooing in the fields,

And goats graze without a care,

Sheep count their blessings,

As they close their eyes to sleep…

It’s the turkeys who are sitting ducks now.

 

On this special, (fateful) “Thanksgiving Day,”

As you gatherΒ with your loved ones,

If, in your heart and mind,

Trouble is still brewing…

Turn your sights to your turkey,

The star of your feast…

And be grateful,

Oh so grateful,

This day,

Not to be!

 

-Gilda Patricia

“Happy Thanksgiving!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author: GILDASPOEMS

Poems that feed the soul

15 thoughts on “God Bless the Turkeys!”

  1. Lol.I so wouldn’t want to turn turkey now. Very humorous poem with thought-provoking threads that unravel, revealing currents I would not have thought of earlier.

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