Sunday, November 22, 2015

Why I'm Glad I'm Not a Turkey



I'm glad I'm not a turkey.
  I'm glad I don't have to worry about being turned into jerky.
   Or being referred to as quirky.
 I'm glad I don't have to walk around with my feet all dirty.

I'm glad I'm not a turkey.
Being made fun-of because I'm just a birdie.
Tripping because my dirty feet are stomping in a hurry.
I'm glad I don't have to worry about being shipped of to New Jersey.

I'm glad I'm not a turkey,
I don't have to worry about not turning thirty.
But I guess I do have to worry about being wordy...

You see, this Thanksgiving I'm feeling thirsty.
I'm ready for a Thursday filled with more than awkward greetings and weird evenings.
I don't want to sit and eat and have meaningless conversations filled with empty words.
I'm not willing to run through the holiday session like a turkey with it's head cut off.

I'm glad I'm not a birdie.
I'm glad I don't have to finish this holiday season feeling dirty
Or sit through empty conversations being shallow and wordy.
This Thanksgiving, I'm glad I'm not a Turkey.

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6 comments:

  1. Nominated you for a tag over at my blog!

    http://totallygraced.blogspot.com/2015/11/happy-thanksgiving-gratitude-tag.html

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    1. Thank you Grace! Thanks for thinking of me! A post is coming:)

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