The turkey done, our taste buds flowing,
Thanksgiving cheer just kept on growing.
But holiday fear soon came to life
As dad appeared with his power knife.
Last Christmas we gave him this toy,
Which he unwrapped like a little boy.
He revved it up, we heard him say,
"Just wait till next Thanksgiving Day!"
I saw my mother cringe with fear,
She'd watched him charging it all year.
Last summer with this awesome tool
He was expelled from carving school.
He pulled the trigger, Zing! Zing! Zing!!!
Cried, "Listen to this baby sing!"
I urged my little sister, Dawn,
To put her riding helmet on.
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