Time yet to plan a reprieve and inspire farmer
that drumsticks are not greasy lollipops
to be licked in ravenous feast afterglow.
First is the special act of ail,
by pulling out a few feathers
and appear so sickly,
then spread a few tales of beauty
around the other turkeys
so they will all act prim and healthy.
Make sure the chickens all are inspired
at idea they are safe,
while doing my part to make sure
they look even better than me.
Then on the perfect timed day,
tainting the feed of my brothers
with a little secret bathroom break,
so when old Mr. Man
comes with a hatchet in his hand,
they will all look to peaked to eat.
Meanwhile, I gobble with a limp
towards the chicken roost,
trusting prime hen
will be something to tempting to taste
more than trying to be thankful about me little tail.
Just sparing my fellow pals
from this years execution,
as a buffer for next year's celebration.
Author notes
Prompt:
4. if you were a Turkey and it was the week before thanksgiving
A contest entry
- Be Prompt by Darkwell.
1050 points, ended August 20, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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LOL this is great the idea that one of the turkeys plots to make his friends not look good so they're saved
wonderfully done
WTG! Good luck in the contest -
lol A day in the life of a turkey..who else could say it so awesomely hehe Well done bro..Best of luck!
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