I wish this family would not grub on meat; If veggies and bread is all they'd eat then they wouldn't look at me as a holiday treat. Darn, looks like I'm stuck; I guess I've just run out of luck Why can't they just all eat duck? |
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I was hangin' around the farm one day; looking at the horses eat their hay I heard a gun shot and ran away; and this is what I had to say: |
| Thanksgiving From A Turkey's Point Of View |
I ran around to the back; saw the farmer's wife with a big ol' axe She was ready to attack and try to make me their evening snack. They've prepared the stuffing and gravy; that stupid farmer has gone plum crazy My future right now is looking hazy; they all want is to pluck and shave me! |
He's hacking at me with all his might; this is such a gruesome sight I'm trying hard to be polite; but I say this man is filled with spite. That farmer's got an evil grin; I bet he thinks he's gonna win If it was my choice he'd be the dinner and I would grin. |
I like to gobble in the fresh air; running around without a care. But this farmer is getting in my hair and I really wish he wasn't there! I wish this family would disappear; they are filling me up with great fear! The farmer is getting awful near, I'd best be getting out of here! |
| Have A Very Happy Turkey Day! |
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| Gobble, gobble...Don't eat me Gobble, gobble...Set me free Gobble, gobble...I won't taste good |
The sun is shining off the carving knife; the intention is to end my life Right now I'm feeling tremendous strife; if I don't watch out they'll be playing the fife. Here he comes with a mean ol' sword; I hope this guy is getting bored Please, please help me Lord; the farmer belongs in a mental ward! |
| The guy has got no remorse; he wants to make me the main course. I wish I knew how to ride a horse or send a message in code: morse. Those pilgrims were a villinous lot; because of them I'm about to get got. They're the one's that should be in a POT! Boy, this situation's pretty hot! |
| written by Josh Schwab & Afam Agbodike |