Run - Turkey - Run
Farmer Jonlooked and looked
all around
not one
turkey
could be
found
the gate
was open
how could
that be
then
to his
surprise
a boy
grandson
running
yelling
run turkey run
I set you free
don't come back
or you will
end up
inside of me
~Mary Eaton~
Nov. 2009
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