Luli Says:

I came across this poem by my mom. She wrote a lot of deep, intense, beautiful, evocative poetry but she also could whip off more whimsical lines every now and then. This is a case of the latter. It's almost that time of year, so maybe you could post it or at least send it around?

Table Talk

The pumpkin and the turkey
Were visiting one day.
Said the turkey to the pumpkin,
"I'm going to run away!"
"My goodness, " said the pumpkin,
"Will you tell me why?"
"Thanksgiving day is coming,
Would you like to be a pie?"
"Why yes," the pumpkin answered.
"That's why I'm growing here.
Don't you want to do you part
To bring Thanksgiving cheer?"
"Of course," the turkey gobbled,
"I was only bluffing.
I want to come to dinner too
All filled up with stuffing!"

Glenna Josephson (date unknown)