By: Akayla
Nov. 17, 2015
Dear Mr. Jon the Farmer,
I was just
taking a stroll by the fence when I heard some ducks quacking. They quacked that I’m going to be your
Thanksgiving dinner! I would not be a
good Thanksgiving turkey. I might have
the flu. Besides, I help make eggs. I am too old and I might die before you ever
start the dinner.
You see, I
help make your eggs. You look like you
need eggs. You might like deviled eggs
or scrambled eggs. My eggs are the best! Everyone wants my big, delicious eggs.
Warning! I have the flu. You do not want to eat me. You could get
violently sick. I cough and all day my
raspy cough wakes up the pigs.
I am too
old. I might even pass before dinner, so
please let me just have a happy last few days of my life.
You really
should think about eating KFC for Thanksgiving dinner. It would be much better.
Happy
Thanksgiving, Mr. Jon the farmer.
Sincerely,
Akayla
the Turkey
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