|" Wild Turkey," by John James Audubon, 1830|
An ode to Christmas Dinner...
Dear Mr. Turkey,
At first you were quick
You tried to run away
You were happy being free range.
But then, the butcher caught you
And delivered you into my hands.
I introduced you to a new sort of range.
Three hours later,
and I can barely move.
Little chance now
That I'll be fast enough to catch your friends!
With all the Christmas celebrations going on, I've been thinking this week about the opening scene in this cult classic, Die Feuerzangenbowle. It's Christmastime and the characters are sitting around a bowl of Feuerzangenbowle toasting their days together as schoolboys...I think it translates well even if you don't follow the dialogue at all!
Wishing you all a Merry Christmas from here under the Christmas tree at The Do-tique!