The Thanksgiving Parade
by Y.M. Tucker
A rumor spread like wildfire of a
coming big award
as the leaves of fall began to
swirl around the old barnyard
in crimson, gold and orange,
autumn's festive hues,
a day of thanks for hard work done
was the glorious news.
The animals of the kingdom all
gathered for discussion
in groups of twos and threes and
fours; landsakes, what a percussion!
Lazy Daisy and Sweet Bess, that
gossiping bovine pair,
with swishing tails and flapping
lips mooed the message to Fanny Mare.
Uncle Tom, his wattle swinging,
gobbled to the others
of how he heard with his own ears
the farmer's sons and daughters
talk of the festival soon to come
with bountiful food and dancing.
All this excitement in the air set
the hens to scratching and prancing.
The squealing pigs within their pen
rolled gleefully in the muck
while Mama Duck and her little
brood couldn't believe their luck.
A day of thanksgiving! What a
treat! Oh, plans they must be made
to celebrate such a wonderful thing
with a big barnyard parade.
Away upon the far off hill where
the farmer's house did stand
were tables spread with harvest
crops, fine bounty from the land.
Apples, carrots, yams and squash,
and pumpkin pies galore;
No finer feast could e'er be found
in the city's fanciest store.
Anticipation mounted as the farmer
could be seen
descending from his hilltop to the
barnyard's pastoral scene.
An axe he carried in one hand and a
musket in the other.
Quick, step in line for the grand
parade, whispered Tom onto the others.
The clucking, mooing, squealing and
gobbling created a splendid din
as animals took their place in line
to greet the farmer and his kin.
When the old man's eyes beheld the
sight of the prattling barnyard critters,
his heart it took a painful leap
and his hands they got the jitters.
He placed the axe against the barn
and the musket in its rack
then headed home with animals in
tow, Ole Tom leading the pack.
Through the barnyard and up the
hill they marched in baronial fashion;
ne'er before nor since was thanks
bestowed with such finesse and passion!
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