I’m very thankful for the life I’ve led
For I’ve been taken care of and very well fed.
Now my owners have invited me
To be their guest for Thanksgiving dinner
And I wish I was a whole, whole lot thinner.
The chickens tell me it’s not what it means
For I’m to be that dinner it seems!
I’m going to have to decline the invite
For I’m going to fly the coup tonight.
The chickens say, “Run to the forest, find your wild kin.
They’ll probably be more than glad to take you in.”
So, I’m not going to lose my head,
So, the owners will have to eat spam instead!
Gobble, gobble!
Lakewood, Washington 10/25/2018
