Timmy and Tommy the turkeys

Were strutting about the farm

They felt quite safe

In this wonderful place

They thought they would come to no harm

Christmas was fast approaching

And the farmer was ever so good

Oats and grain

Again and again

They were plumping up with food

The duo had called out to Santa

Hoping that he would hear

Their wishes quite small

Really nothing at all

Just to live until next year

But one day the farmer approached them

Not with food but an axe

The two looked at each other

Whispered: “What’s up Brother?

Let’s run before he attacks!”

In the farmers house on Christmas Day

The table was laden with food

The taties were browned, enough to go round

And the turkey was really quite good.