A fat little turkey
on Thanksgiving Day
decided that morning
that he'd run away.
He packed up his suitcase
and put on his shoes,
he snuck out the back door,
and left us no clues.
We knew he was missing
when we found his note.
It really surprised us (gasp!),
the things that he wrote.
"Concerning my feathers,
without them, I'm lost.
And I am allergic (AH-choo!)
to cranberry sauce.
I don't want a suntan
to make my skin brown.
With all of that gravy,
I'm certain to drown.
You see, I can't say here,
I might lose my head.
And so this Thanksgiving,
EAT PIZZA INSTEAD!"