Good Reading: Ernest Ward Eighth Graders Pen Turkey Poems
November 26, 2009
Have you ever thought about Thanksgiving from a turkey’s point of view?
Each year, eighth grade Language Arts students in Somer Bridge’s class at Ernest Ward Middle School are required to write a turkey poem from a turkey’s point of view.
Below are some of the turkey poems from this year.
Turkey Pain by Wade Jernigan
Here I sit in this field,
Looking up at the sky.
Soon I will be part of a meal,
Right before the pumpkin pie.
What did I do to deserve death,
Please tell me this right now.
As I take the last of my breath,
Why couldn’t they just eat a cow?
Before they come to get me,
I have to get away somehow.
While they pour the iced tea,
I will fly high into the clouds.
Thanksgiving Lament by Anna Fischer
Thanksgiving already,
No way this is true!
I’m not even ready,
Oh, I’m going to turn blue!
I’m running cold turkey,
And striving my best.
My step isn’t perky,
Oh! There’s pain in my chest!
Death is riding my tail,
And the tables have been turned.
I can already tell,
This turkey is about to be burned!
Untitled by Dalton Daniels
Noble bird that I am,
I do not want to die.
Why can’t they just eat ham?
But on the plate I will lie.
But revenge is mine,
As they take me out of the pan.
Because after they dine,
I release tryptophan.
So psyched for the Alabama game,
The drowsy diner lumbers.
Off to the couch he will remain,
As my chemicals cause his slumber.
Run Turkey, Run! By Kent Smith
Run Turkey Run.
He’s gotta gun.
Run,turkey run,
Ain’t gonna be fun!
Here comes Thanksgiving!
I gotta reason for living.
Here comes Thanksgiving!
He won’t be forgiving.
Oh! He’s got me in his sights,
Oh! It’s pointing at my head.
Oh! He’s got me in his sights.
Bang! Now I’m dead!
Turkey Poem by RJ Pritchett
I am a turkey,
Who is very wise.
I love to eat jerky,
The Hunters I will always despise.
I run from them everyday,
Because they shoot at me with guns.
I call it foul play.
Today they shot me right in the buns!
The bullets made me wobble.
As they take me home and pluck my veins.
Wishing that I could still gobble,
Oh, Oh! The pain!
Comments
One Response to “Good Reading: Ernest Ward Eighth Graders Pen Turkey Poems”
great creative poetry! some talented kids out there.