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MY GREAT TURKEYI raised a turkey and his name was Ben. He was a great turkey he's my best friend. I talked to him and told him my dreams. He was my best friend and we made a good team. My dad said hey tell Ben good-bye. I looked at daddy and said tell me why? My dad said we need a turkey for Thanksgiving day. I told my dad I have two dollars will that pay his way. He said make a deal that turkey day clock is ticken. I said to dad hey this year lets have roasted chicken. Teresa Skyles 10/28/09 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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