playing hide and seek
My owner searching
my legs becoming weak
Who made the decision
making me their main course
Never asked my opinion
I want a divorce
So lady keep on looking
you can search high and low
As soon as the front door opens
I'll spread my wings and blow
Happy non Turkey day
I hope you choke on your food
I'll be living a life of leisure
being pampered and shampooed


I got over it.
BTW...your poem says lady but in the pix it's a man looking under the cabinet!
What a weird place to look for a turkey!
All in fun as they say!






Hilly





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