The turkey shot out of the oven
    And rocketed into the air,
    It knocked every plate off the table
    And partly demolished a chair.

    It ricocheted into a corner
    And burst with a deafening boom,
    Then splattered all over the kitchen,
    Completely obscuring the room.

    It stuck to the walls and the windows,
    It totally coated the floor,
    There was turkey attached to the ceiling,
    Where there'd never been turkey before.

    It blanketed every appliance,
    It smeared every saucer and bowl.
    There wasn't a way I could stop it,
    That turkey was out of control.

    I scraped and I scrubbed with displeasure
    And thought with chagrin as I mopped,
    That I'd never again stuff a turkey
    With popcorn that hadn't been popped!




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