THE TURKEY’S THANKSGIVING CONUNDRUM.

THE TURKEY’S THANKSGIVING CONUNDRUM.
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The kitchen shelves were loaded, with pumpkin pies and mince;
There was jelly in the pantry, and preserves of peach and quince.
There were nuts and apples ready, and the cakes were large and nice,
And the whole farmhouse was fra- grant with the smell of cloves and spice.

Farmer Jones went to the woodshed, where the brand new axe was laid.
He picked it up half-smiling as he felt the shining blade.
Then to a turkey trotted up, so fat that he could hardly wobble:
He shook his old red head and cried out, “Gobble, gobble, gobble!”
Said the farmer, “Do you know what
And day tomorrow’s goin’ to be?” the turkey-gobbler gobbled loudly, “Don’t ax me.”