The Turkey Poem

Subject: The Turkey Poem

The turkey shot out of the oven And rocketed into the air, It knocked every plate off the table And partly demolished a chair. It ricocheted into a corner And burst with a deafening boom, Then splattered all over the kitchen, Completely obscuring the room. It stuck to the walls and the windows, It totally coated the floor; There was turkey attached to the ceiling, Where there'd never been turkey before. It blanketed every appliance; It smeared every saucer and bowl; There wasn't a way I could stop it; That turkey was out of control. I scraped and I scrubbed with displeasure, And thought with chagrin as I mopped, I'd never again stuff a turkey With popcorn that hadn't been popped.

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I have to admire the individual who authored this poem~!

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