Christmas Poem written by Jack Prelutsky
The Turkey shot out of the oven
and rocketed into the air,
it knocked every plate off the table,
and partly demolished a chair.
It ricocheted into a corner
And burst with deafening boom,
Then splattered all over the kitchen,
Completely obscuring the room.
It stuck to the walls and the windows,
It totally coated the floor,
There was turkey attached to the ceiling,
Where there’d never been turkey before.
It blanketed every appliance,
It smeared every saucer and bowl,
There wasn’t a way I could stop it,
That turkey was out of control.
I scraped and I scrubbed with displeasure,
And thought with chagrin as I mopped,
That I’d never again stuff a turkey
With popcorn that hadn’t been popped.
Jack Prelutsky (born September 8, 1940) is an American writer of children’s poetry who has published over 50 poetry collections. He served as the first U.S. Children’s Poet Laureate (now called the Young People’s Poet Laureate) from 2006 to 2008 when the Poetry Foundation established the award.
