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Author:
Wayne Adams
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Date Posted: 07:56:32 10/02/01 Tue
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I live in a rural county in North Carolina. (well its not that rural, we do have a Wal-Mart) Quite often deer, foxes and even a bobcat may be seen along the roadside. Yesterday I saw a turkey and wrote this poem.
Today,
I saw a turkey.
He wasn't fit for thanksgiving.
Monday, (that was the day)
I saw a skinny turkey
Who ran into the woods.
Tom, (I think that was his name)
Saw me,
And ran for the security of the woods.
Running,
Is what he does best.
I suppose he is health conscious.
So,
If you should see Tom
Capture, but don't eat.
Because,
He needs to be a guest
At your dinner table.
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