THE THANKSGIVING TURKEY
To praise the turkey we SA
With X T C sublime:
In D D makes Thanksgiving Day
X L all other times.
His drumsticks R N joyed by tots:
All A D’s like his breast, (1*)
And none B 4 they’ve E 10 lots
Will C K chance to rest.
His Turk’s cap makes F L O deem (2*)
His N M E is right;
His wish bone makes M A den dream
Of fortune & D light.
So good to E T is that we
X Q’s our hungry haste
And shout for “more” with N R G
Till stuffed about the waist.
The carver has no E Z time;
It is H R B hates, (3*)
With per C V rance most sublime
He fills the M T plates.
In K C doesn’t rightly carve
And helps us to X S,
At dinner’s N D has to starve
And P K bone, we guess.
But if he’s Y Z will retain
The P C likes to get;
We don’t C Y he should refrain
For N E etiquette.
The turkey is a Noble bird;
Thanks for him I B stow,
And if this U lo G he heard
He’d rise, though dead, & crow.
H. C. DODGE
X-PLAIN-A-TIONS NES-S-A-RY.
(1*) "All ladies like his breast."
(2*) "Makes a fellow deem."
(3*) "It is a job he hates."
New York World.
Columbia Spectator 23(4). November 28, 1888. 52.
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