Run Turkey Run
Don’t even go on a prowl
Turkey knife
No cut
No Cook
No seasoning
This Turkey is running for its very life
I am not stopping to see the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade
This is living that needs to be made
No stuffing
No eating from this turkey, and if you are disappointed, tough
Enough is Enough
If meat is what you want, try duck
I will not be plucked
You are out of luck
I am running as far as I can go
When I become breathless, I will move slow
For now, I am on deadline time and all systems go
Eventually, my turkey legs will thump me for a ride by way of hitchhike
Being a Turkey, I am expected to be polite
I am in a plight
Turkey run on never to be done
I want to live among
I am running anywhere from any oven
I will never be an outdoor cook out
Speedily and Steadily heading about
Give yourselves thanks
This turkey is on the move
No catch me if you can
This Turkey is never on when
What meat will you serve that will be something for you to prove
I am on sooth
Happy Thanksgiving and Turkey legs just move