Who wants to eat a slim Turkey?
Run for your life
We need to get in shape
We look like an ape
Thanksgiving Day is just around the corner
We are the main course in no specific order
Maybe if we get in shape
We won’t be ate
But it might be already too late
For Heaven’s sake
Knives and forks ready to dive in
Thanksgiving is the begin
We better jog because it depends on our life
As a Turkey, that is my best advice
I don’t need encouragement being sugar and spice
Jogging is the mission of advice