It’s that one swing with that ax
A Turkey’s emotion being before feeling perplexed
No place to run
The oven being already prepared
A Turkey in not having a neck
All the other grouping Turkey’s thinking oh heck
What a way for a Turkey to go
However you might see a flying Turkey escape in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade
The Turkey only thinks he has made it in the shade
No one at your Thanksgiving feast will ever know
Follow that balloon being the flow
Eat, Drink and be thankful
Don’t drink and drive, but do arrive alive
Happy Thanksgiving to one and all
Just remember the Turkey that you saw
Gobble Gobble Gobble
Anybody for a game of squabble?
Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 7:29 PM UTC
It’s that one swing with that ax
A Turkey’s emotion being before feeling perplexed
No place to run
The oven being already prepared
A Turkey in not having a neck
All the other grouping Turkey’s thinking oh heck
What a way for a Turkey to go
However you might see a flying Turkey escape in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade
The Turkey only thinks he has made it in the shade
No one at your Thanksgiving feast will ever know
Follow that balloon being the flow
Eat, Drink and be thankful
Don’t drink and drive, but do arrive alive
Happy Thanksgiving to one and all
Just remember the Turkey that you saw
Gobble Gobble Gobble
Anybody for a game of squabble?
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