Twas the day before Thanksgiving, and all through the farm;
Turkeys where hiding, and coming to harm.
The farmer was busily sharpening his ax,
His wife looking forward to a Friday that was black.
Everyone will be feasting with tummies so full,
Snoozing and napping as they watch football.
And for the turkeys who survived, and got away….
Christmas is coming, it’s less than a month away.