Gobble Gobble Poem by Lamar Cole

Gobble Gobble



It had to be a dream so unstable.
Because the turkeys had turned the tables.
They were all singing gobble gobble getting ready for a feast.
Because it was him that they were going to eat piece by piece.
It had to be a nightmare because the turkeys even gave thanks.
As they began to chew on his meat, he started to faint.

Tuesday, November 20, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: people,thanksgiving,turkey
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