The wise little turkey
There was a little turkey
And all he did was gobble
He ate until he hardly
Could wobble wobble wobble
He ate the farmer’s barley,
He ate the farmer’s corn.
He grew quite roly-poly
Before thanksgiving morn.
There was a little turkey
who gobble ,gobble ,gobble
he was so roly-poly
he wobble wobble wobble
he grew so plump and beautiful
before thanksgiving day
he thought it would be safer
for him to run away