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A Turkey
Followed Me Home
By John Riggio
Music K-8 Magazine Vol. 19, No. 2
Copyright 2008: Plank Road Publishing
All Rights Reserved
PPT: S. Vera 2010
Walking home from school one day,
along a lovely street.
When from behind me came a
noise, the sound of tiny feet.
I spun around to see a bird, my jaw
dropped to the ground.
A turkey stood in front of me, his
wattle swinging ‘round.
Turkey, turkey, go away! Please
don’t follow me!
I am going to my home and it’s not
safe for thee!
Turkey, turkey, go away!
Let me make this clear.
It’s Thanksgiving week, you see,
so please get out of here!
“But he followed
me home anyway…”
(gobble)
“Shoo! Go on! Git! Ohhhh!”
I hid him in the basement
and I hid him in my room.
I covered him with laundry,
but there wasn’t wiggle room.
I tried to find the perfect place.
I looked and looked and looked.
For if I could not keep him hid,
his goose was surely cooked!
Turkey, turkey, go away! Please
don’t follow me!
I am going to my home and it’s not
safe for thee!
Turkey, turkey, go away!
Let me make this clear.
It’s Thanksgiving week, you see,
so please get out of here!
“Thanksgiving came.
Thanksgiving went….”
(relieved gobble)
“Yeah. You were lucky.
This time!”
When December rolled around,
we thought the coast was clear.
I saw the turkey to the door.
He had a cool veneer.
Keeping turkeys out of sight
is not an easy thing.
Take my advice you turkey, you,
and don’t come back ‘til spring!
Turkey, turkey, go away! Please
don’t follow me!
I am going to my home and it’s not
safe for thee!
Turkey, turkey, go away!
Let me make this clear.
It’s Thanksgiving week, you see,
so please get out of here!
Christmas is coming,
the turkey’s getting fat!
(panicked gobble)
Don’t come back ‘til spring!
(lots of panicked gobbles!!!)

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