Revised and Reposted...
Original Pen and Ink optimized
Copyright 2006-07
Kimmy Van Kooten
All eyes on my feathered friends "Glad to be another breed", the Pea Cock said This is the month you will all decease For I can foresee this with all my peas!
Plymouth unaware of this hard rock cock The turkeys won’t be here among this flock An axe will meet all these combed long-neckers I’m so delighted I’m an extraordinary pecker!
Tables they’ll set with them in the middle All will be dead while I just piddle... Rubbed in sage and stuff up your ass You won’t talk back now, with all such crass!
I’ll game they save just a few of you But next years dinner you’ll be scared to poo I am a Pea Cock, not a horny hooker chick I’m the head member of the fowl Pisum Pricks! Happy Thanksgiving to All, and to All you Leguming Peters of the Land!
I’ll bet you'll never look at another Peacock the same!
Great image! The sexual innuendo only serves to make me salivate even moreso for the lucious flesh of the bird. You are truly one of a kind Kimmy friend. A fine write! Blessings ...
Richard
You are right my friend, you've penned a unique view of the fine feathered peacock, but also brought a smile to my face and one can't smile too much these days with all the hectic hustle and bustle of life. Enjoyed this light hearted write my friend, well done!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
How right you are Kimmy, I'll never look at any bird the same, my goodness did you ever get creative with this one! A hoot, but also
a clever killing of two birds with one poem;-)Kudo's for the art too!
Christmas - only days away; plastic snowmen and glowing reindeer adorn the lawns of neighborhoods all across America. All is calm, all is bright, and yet there is something tragically wrong about this Christmas night.
With swift passage thr
Christmas - only days away; plastic snowmen and glowing reindeer adorn the lawns of neighborhoods all across America. All is calm, all is bright, and yet there is something tragically wrong about this Christmas night.
With swift passage thr
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Carole~
Remember if Ben Franklin had gotten his way we'd be having Bald Eagle for thanksgiving instead of turkey.
Walt
Richard
Be safe,
Karen
I loved this, even if it is another
cock and pea. ;) Poor turkeys eh?
Blessings,
Joyce B.
a clever killing of two birds with one poem;-)Kudo's for the art too!
Love,
ET
{Great graphic, aussi!}
Love,
annie
Fee
And...bon apetit!
Georg