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Run turkey run

Run turkey run

Run turkey run like a rocket if you are able, do you want to be frozen in a freezer with a price tag label..to be roasted on a rack with sausage meat and veg, go hide in the meadows, duck and dive in a hedge..Mother’s everywhere all across the land are looking for that Christmas bird which will taste so grand

Don’t “Gobble Gobble” what ever you do, coz after Christmas dinner you will be in curry & stew, turkey for breakfast, turkey for lunch, picking you off the bone if one fancies a munch..so if you don’t fancy this then run turkey run, wild thru the country lanes in the shade of the sun..and if they don’t catch you and with a lot of good luck, they will not eat you for Christmas dinner but dine on duck..

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Marion

Ah..poor turkey, none for me I don't eat meat anymore...lol ?

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Shaun Cronick

Loved it! A great fun and enjoyable read and a last line that's so nicely delivered.
Pinned and top marks.
And by March I'll arrive at your first posted poem!
Late March that is!
Take care Jill and thanks for sharing.

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Jill Tait

Awwwwwww u r amazing Shaun XXX

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