It’s that time of year again – for turkey,
That wonferful day we spend with family.
Dinner for today
Will be; let me say,
With me surrounded by my children three.
They’ll have “Fancy Feast” & “Friskies turkey”,
Though food like such takes most my money;
With some left for “Alpo” too,
I’ll pass; but hand the dish to:
Benji, Amigo, and Calliealley.
Would make for a nice momery video,
But with just us four, we’ll have to forego
A Thanksgiving pic
Of they eating chick.
I’ll just enjoy my children - skip photo!
Bobby Beddoe Copyright 2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem