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The turkey shot
out of the oven
and rocketed into the air,
It knocked every plate off the table
and partly demolished a chair.
It ricocheted
into a corner
and burst with a deafening boom,
Then splattered all over the kitchen,
completely obscuring the room.
It stuck to the
walls and the windows,
it totally coated the floor;
There was turkey attached to the ceiling,
where there'd never been turkey before.
It blanketed
every appliance;
it smeared every saucer and bowl;
There wasn't a way I could stop it;
that turkey was out of control.
I scraped and I
scrubbed with displeasure,
and thought with chagrin as I mopped,
I'd never again stuff a turkey
with popcorn that hadn't been popped.
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