The turkey has been eaten
Brown and white meat, we’ve had the lot
The last few bits have been curried
And the carcass boiled up for stock
The last part that is remaining
Is a very special thing
We’ve still to pull the wishbone
And see what that will bring
I’d wish all wars were over
And peace will reign once more
No more poverty or hunger
Or cold through to the core
I hope I win the wishbone
So I can make this wish
And peace and happiness
Will result from my turkey dish
Jenny Hamon
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