Limerick of Percy The Thankful Turkey
Limerick of Percy
There once was a turkey named Percy
For whom the farmer planned no mercy.
The day was fast coming.
The grindstone was humming.
'til along came his 4 year old Chelsea.
"Come, Percy" he heard her say,
as the bird and girl both walked away.
That image haunts him 'til this day.
He could swear there was a certain sway,
as if the turkey had meant to say:
"Save the axe clean. We've gone to play."
A quick trip to the market for a proxy for Percy....
Wishing you and yours a very Happy Thanksgiving!
Demas and Manolie
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