If I was not a meat eater at this time of year
I would wish for my own pet wild turkey.
I'd train him to be nice but make people fear
eating tofurkey without looking perky.
Turkeys may drop dead from deafening noise
and risk drowning themselves in the rain,
but if Ben Franklin had gotten his first bird choice
they would be too patriotic to be slain.
Their survival instincts have saved them thus far.
Or, is it their ability to reproduce repeatedly?
When you gobble to announce proudly who you are
is it fair to wonder, "Why oh why would they eat me?"
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