If I Was A Turkey–by Aria

I found this in her “take home” papers this morning.  I laughed for about half an hour before I decided to scan it and share.  I love how this girl’s mind works.  Poor turkey…(What you don't realize is that turkey isn't excited, apparently he's screaming in terror....)

A (last) thought of a turkey:

If I Was a Turkey…

I would taste… feathery.

I would feel…fat.

I would hear…wolves howling.

I would smell…gun powder.

I would see…hunters shooting.

I would want…turkey peace.

Aria.