Benjamin Zephaniah (15 April 1958 / Birmingham)
Poems by Benjamin Zephaniah : 11 / 21
Talking Turkeys!
Be nice to yu turkeys dis christmas
Cos' turkeys just wanna hav fun
Turkeys are cool, turkeys are wicked
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Good Evening Sir Benjamin! Today was my UGC NET exam and i got this one poem of yours for critical analysis. In India this exam is for the post of Assistant Professor. I think i could do well. Sir would u plz send me the exact critical analysis of this poem! Please! ...
I love this poem it is the best i like the way benjamin wrote this poem.
Hi Benjamin. Well i would like to ask you a question? Aren't plants living organisms too? So we do not have a right to kill them either. We can't starve.
I think killing animals is wrong when it is done for wrong purposes like poaching and export.
me and my class mates read your poem in class many disagreed with it but i do not. there is no need to kill turkeys nor any other living creature, i dont eat turkey or fish and for now that will be my contrabution. but iwould love it if i could follow your lead when i am older.
your a roll model to us all,
and i think your extremely cool,
killing turkeys is cruel,
eatting turkey on xmas day,
is a tradition people say,
but certainly not for mes
my replacment is a load of peas
i love my potatoes the most,
and a lovely slice of toast,
if other peps make an effort,
they'll find a replacement too,
animals have rights,
theres no need to add spice,
respect all animals,
cause they rule over all.
yours sencerly
jennie warnett
12
That is the most joyous poem I can ever remember reading...what on this site is called a 'rotflol - 'rolled on the floor laughing out loud'...