I was searching for a turkey, and I came across a feather,
I chopped it into pieces,
and I put it down and kept walking.
Lucky that it didn’t start talking !
I took out my box call, I hope the turkey didn’t fall,
when he was running at me.
I hope he didn’t have no fleas, but I had to sneeze.
The wind, plus the acorns, plus the leaves, plus the breeze,
Covered my scent, smelled like the trees.
Thanksgiving at ease……
by Kyle Keech and Derrick Walden