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A Thanskgiving Story MAG
Thanksgiving was coming, Farmer Brown had his pick
Of four fine plump turkeys for his wings and drumsticks
Which one should he choose? The choice was quite tricky.
'Cause his in-laws would visit and they were quite picky.
He thought the birds over, weighing each pro and con
He thought the whole night, right until it was dawn.
There was Johnny, the baby, a little too small
The one with the cockeyed they all knew as Paul.
Tim grew so violent when someone came near
But Sam was the finest fowl found anywhere
So Sam it would be! Old Mom would be glad
When she found Sam on her plate, and so too would Dad.
While Brown told his wife of his marvelous plan,
Cassie Cat, overhearing, to Sammy she ran.
She reported the story, being his kindly friend
And the brave brawny turkey gasped at the end.
His head would be chopped? This couldn't be so!
What about all his friends, the chickens, cows, and the crow?
He had but a day before fate took its course,
So he ran to Mr. Ed, the farm's wisest old horse.
Ed neighed a bit, stewing over the case.
Then he stomped and a smile grew upon his long face
"You can fly away, Sammy, just fly away from this farm!
You'll be saved from the knife and away from all harm."
Sammy sighed deeply, he was much relieved
And to think all this time, he had actually grieved!
Sam decided he'd play Farmer's fool
And on the next day, he'd lay his head on the stool,
Just as the axe came whizzing by
He would spread out his wings and fly, yes, he'd fly!
After Sam said his prayers, he turned out the light
And in his warm coop he slept soundly that night
He dreamt of his friends and his family, too,
And mostly he dreamt of his dear girlfriend, Sue.
In his dreaming he saw how he must leave them all.
He woke with a start and his spirits did fall.
But, wait, if he could fly, then, of course, so could they!
He'd tell them tomorrow, seeing them nestled in hay
With these wonderful thoughts in his now happy head.
Our hero, Sam Turkey, went back to bed.
Thanksgiving Day came and Sam woke up the others.
They seemed somewhat mad, especially his brothers.
They heard Sam's idea and they all agreed
That they'd meet after the "chop" by the sycamore tree.
Farmer Brown stumbled in, and the turkeys were quiet.
Brown's jacket was open, 'cause he couldn't quite tie it.
He scooped up Sam Turkey and took him out to the wood.
He sneezed and he coughed and he pulled up his hood.
He put Sammy down and reached for the axe
And Sammy knew then that he had to go FAST!
He spread out his wings and he looked up above.
He thought of his family and Sue, his true love
He flapped and he flapped, and a gleam hit his eye
The gleam of the blade, falling fast from the sky
Go, Sammy, go, save yourself now!
This was the chant of each horse and each cow.
All this time Brown thought of his pleased mother-in-law
When she feasted on this truly great bird he saw.
I must tell you this now, Sam was doomed to die
For it is a fact that turkeys can't fly.
Try as he would, he couldn't ascend.
So his poor little life came to a sad end.
His family and friends waited long by the tree,
Worried and puzzled when Sam they didn't see.
For Sam was now part of a Thanksgiving feast
Alongside the spuds, peas, and breads made of yeast
Did Brown care that Sam was apart from his kin?
His only concern was his mom-in-law's grin.
She loved the meat, she even ate all the yams
While the farm animals cried for the turkey named Sam.