Thanksgiving Reflection Poem

A heartfelt thanksgiving limerick

Thanksgiving Reflection Poem

Izaak Rodriguez

 

There once was a turkey named Fred.

“I hate Thanksgiving,” he said.

And quick as a fiddle,

Was cut down the middle,

And now the poor turkey is dead.

 

This is dedicated to all the turkeys of the world, which I am thankful for.

I like turkeys.

Turkeys are yummy.

Author's Note

This is for comedy purposes. Please take no offense to this poem if your name is Fred. :)

Reviews

[Mockingbird]

very witty and funny...poor fred. was pretty graphic in how he died, though. excellent job.