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A TurkeyS Lament
By Ima Turkee Why, oh why did I have to be born a turkey? Theres other things Id really
rather be, A pussy cat, a cuddly dog, an eagle or a
horse. Oh why, oh why did I have to be born a turkey? All these things Id rather be and simply
because Thanksgiving day is here & I may end up
the main course. Oh why, oh why did I have to be born a turkey? Now, you may say Thanksgiving Day is really
super great. But, I dont relish being carved up on
somebodys plate. Oh why, oh why did I have to be born a turkey? Id rather gobble, gobble Than be gobbled up here, mate. Oh why, oh why did I have to be born a turkey? Hannah (0002) |
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