THE FLYING TURKEY

The turkey shot out of the oven, and rocketed into the air, it knocked every plate off the table, and partly demolished a chair. It ricocheted into a corner, and burst with a deafening boom, then splattered all over the kitchen, completely obscuring the room. It stuck to the walls and the windows, it totally coated the floor, there was turkey attached to the ceiling, where there'd never been turkey before. It blanketed every appliance, it smeared every saucer and bowl, there wasn't a way I could stop it, that turkey was out of control. I scraped and I scrubbed with displeasure, and thought with chagrin as I mopped, that I'd never again stuff a turkey, with popcorn that hadn't been popped. Warm Thanksgiving Wishes to All!

Comments

Anonymous said…
Loved the Turkey Day poem, Marti. That Orville Redenbacher recipe can be dangerous!
Anonymous said…
That is hilarious!!! What a great poem.
Anonymous said…
Ha ha, a friend just today sent me a recipe that called for popcorn in the stuffing. :)
Anonymous said…
That's good turkey stuff...
Anonymous said…
LMAO. Awesome poem! I hope that's not based on a true story. ;)
Anonymous said…
TOO FUNNY!!

Happy Turkey Day!
Anonymous said…
BRAVO!! Love it! Hope you had a fabulous Thanksgiving, Marti.
Anonymous said…
*just passing by*

This is the probably the 8th time that I've read this poem and it's never failed to make me laugh. Brilliantly done!
Anonymous said…
Hope your Thanksgiving was wonderful! Enjoy your weekend!!
Anonymous said…
Nice poem. I hope for your sake that really didn't happen. :P
Anonymous said…
W will not come for dinner..but you can pick up the tab at my fave restaurants, any time.
Marti said…
Sorry for not responding to the comments earlier - I DO appreciate everyone who stops by and takes the time to leave a note! Thank you all!
Anonymous said…
Wow - loved your turkey poem.

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