Francis Duggan


The One Who Gobbles With The Turkeys - Poem by Francis Duggan

The one who gobbles with the turkeys with the eagles cannot soar
To the heights some only dream of and that few have reached before
For the turkeys cannot fly high on the ground they mostly stay
And they never soar to great heights they just gobble all the day.

When you gobble with the turkeys with the lyrebirds you cannot sing
You'll just gobble through the Summer, the Fall, Winter and the Spring
For the turkeys they are gobblers they gobble all of the time
They are like a poor poetaster who is married to bad rhyme.

The one who gobbles with the turkeys never does go anywhere
Though up with the local gossip one whose type is never rare
For the turkeys are quite limited they gobble all day long
And when you gobble with the turkeys you cannot burst into song.

Those who gobble with the turkeys their World does seem very small
They cannot soar with the eagles they seem ordinary after all
They just gobble with the turkeys 'tis the only life they know
Just content to be gobblers as on their life's journey they go.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 26, 2008



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