Would a turkey
Vote for christmas?
What would they say?
Gobble, gobble, gobble.
Gobble, gobble...swallow.
Licking my lips
I know what
I'm thinking.
If ever I was
On Death Row
Choosing my last meal
I'll save the turkey
And opt for a liquid lunch.
Gobble, gobble, gobble!
Dulwich Poet 19th March 2014
(I read a poem called 'Christmas' in a book by Clive Murphy, called 'Cave Canem'; which I borrowed from the Poetry Library. This poem is what came into my head!)
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