My Fate as a Holiday Turkey
By Tony Hall

I sits here a-wonderin, what’s fer dinner?
My life’s as rich, as a lottery winner
The nice farmer’s always a-feedin’ me
Gobblin berries n’ corn, I’s glad as can be!

All-I-can-eat, I’s growin plump n’ fat
No cares in the world, like a Persian cat
Today the farmer comes, with hatchet in hand
He’s my loving Pa, we’s best buds in the land

What the frick?! He chops-off my head! I be defiled!
Neck spews blood, my headless body runs wild
Tricked by a ax murderer, my trust misled
Pa, you back-stabbin fink, you done killt me dead!

Life fades… I hears the wind whisperin in my ear –
“Dyin be only the beginnin. Have no fear here.”
Flyin high as a eagle, my soul’s set free
Look’it me soarin, o-ver the sea!

Pure bliss! Bless-ed joy! I’S NOW FREE!