from gloriana casey
Dear Tom: this day we celebrate;
this dinner it is blessed.
A cornucopia of foods
within each family’s nest.
Now Tom, you are the bigger bird,
much bigger than the hen.
Big celebration rates big bird
in households full of kin.
There are two turkeys we don’t eat,
tradition will decree;
a Presidential Pardon too!
Those turkeys will live free.
Wild Toms are almost all dark meat;
the breast meat is that too.
Light meat or dark, the choice is twain,
if factory farm is you.


from gloriana casey
Dear Tom: this day we celebrate;
this dinner it is blessed.
A cornucopia of foods
within each family’s nest.
Now Tom, you are the bigger bird,
much bigger than the hen.
Big celebration rates big bird
in households full of kin.
There are two turkeys we don’t eat,
tradition will decree;
a Presidential Pardon too!
Those turkeys will live free.
Wild Toms are almost all dark meat;
the breast meat is that too.
Light meat or dark, the choice is twain,
if factory farm is you.