Grandpa Tuckers'
Poetry
Thankful
Week before Thanksgiving,
I limp around real strange.
Huddle in the corner,
As though I have the mange.
All the other turkeys,
Just gobble, gobble on.
I'm silent, and I act
As if my gobbler's gone.
Everyone is thankful
On Thanksgiving Day.
Friday it's forgotten.
You all go on your way.
I know what thankful
is
So listen when I say.
"It's great to be a turkey,
After Thanksgiving
Day."
--Grandpa Tucker..............
Copyright ©1996 Bob Tucker.
Turkey
Squawk
The little red hen marched into town
Dressed in a pretty gingham gown.
Her brand new hat was on her head,
The hat was green, her feathers red.
She pranced right up to the village square
And the people saw her standing there.
She flapped her wings 'neath the big town clock.
Then gave her finest, "Bock, bock, bock!"
"Now folks, please listen when I say,
Those eggs of mine are hard to lay.
Did you ever try to make a yoke?
Has a shell been formed by human folk?
"You need my eggs for cakes and strudels
Why, without them there will be no noodles.
I am not alone, just tell me how
You guys could live without a cow.
"The sheep grows wool out on the farm
Then gives it up to make you warm.
Without the pig you'd all be waken'
To eat my eggs without the bacon.
"So now Thanksgiving's drawing near.
And I see the turkeys shake with fear.
But so your meal is extra nice,
They'll make their final sacrifice.
"Please, on Thanksgiving say a word
In praise of this most tasty bird.
Be thankful for your human deal:
That part of you won't be a meal!
"Now you've heard my pleading squawk
And I will start my funky walk,
Back to the hen house with my cousins
And pump your eggs out by the dozens."
I write to laud this little red chick
Who speaks so well and dresses so slick.
It's not for her she squawks and howls,
But in tribute to her fellow fowls.
I hope we'll all recall her words
And praise the hens and turkey birds.
Especially when we say the blessing
And place the white meat by our dressing.
................--Grandpa
Tucker
..................Copyright
©1998 Bob Tucker
The Little Pilgrim...
..
Cranberries dripping down my chin.....
Have stained my pilgrim suit......
I ate too much Thanksgiving day.....
But I don't give a hoot......
I slurped a pile of dressing,.....
Gobbled down a turkey thigh,.....
Dribbled messy cranberries.....
Devoured some pumpkin pie......
Within me on this special day.....
It's a thankful heart that beats......
For all the things that I enjoy.....
But mainly for the eats......
...............................
--Grandpa Tucker
.................................Copyright
©1996 Bob Tucker
It's That Time, Again........................
The days are getting shorter now.........................
I feel a snow flake on my brow.........................
The leaves are crackling as I run,........................
The squirrels' searching almost done.........................
The turkey's restless in the pen,........................
Oh! No! I see my breath again!........................
It makes a person take a pause.......................
And think about old Santa Claus!!!........................
--Grandpa Tucker
Copyright ©1996 Bob Tucker
.Pum-Pum
Pum-Pum Pumpkin Pie
I like turkey -- the dressing's cool.....
With potatoes round a gravy pool,.....
The thing that really makes me sigh.....
Is pum-pum, pum-pum, pumpkin pie!.....
When it is Thanksgiving Day.....
Aunt Edna comes from far away......
I kiss her cheek, it makes her cry,.....
I do it all for pumpkin pie.......
Oh! Pum-pum, pum-pum, pumpkin pie!...
The tables set, I bow my head,.....
Then my private prayer is said,.....
"Thanks for your blessing from on high,.....
This pum-pum, pum-pum, pumpkin pie!".....
The time is close, I start to stutter....
And stick my finger in the butter......
As mom asks, "Now?" "Oh! Yeah!" I cry,.....
"A big HIGH FIVE for pumpkin pie!.....
Yes!!! Pum-pum, pum-pum, pumpkin pie!".....
--Grandpa Tucker.
Copyright ©1996 Bob Tucker.
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