Ok, this is a really deep and heartfelt poem for me, about the relationships between people and turkeys. Hamel, you think it could be put to music? It would go over nicely on your tour... k, i'm going to cry, here it is.

When night falls
And your turkey calls
Will you be there for him?

When the rain pours
And your turkey roars
Will you be there for him?

When the dawn breaks
And your turkey wakes
Will you be there for him?

When the sun does rise
And your turkey sighs
Will you be there for him?

When hunger plagues your tummy
And your turkey looks yummy
Will you be there for him?

Or will you gobble him down
So scrumptious and brown
And lose his loyalty and love?

oh i can't help it, *sob* its just so beautiful...
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Penned by my hand on the 15th of Sarapin, in the year 244 AF.