Turkey Bowl "Thanksgiving Poem"
when the turkey bowl will crown a new champion.
There is no age limit on this field of glory,
just a chance to bond and a chance for new stories.
This is the only field with no rules against grey hairs,
the only rule is to play hard and to root for all players.
When the time is getting short we yell, "NEXT POINT WINS!",
who would of thought James would of scored, he's only ten!
Another game done and another story made,
I cant wait till next year, Maybe they'll throw it my way!
Now we are stinky and ready to eat,
I can smell my ma's turkey, shes my MVP!
Published by James Covey
James is a very free spirited, laid back guy. James has always had a passion for writing from an early age but only recently decided to write more and for fun. His greatest love is his family and friends and... View profile
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5 Comments
Post a CommentMom is MVP. How cool is that? 8-)
Awesome poem! Sounds like fun. :-)
Very nice poem,
well done.
Ha ha! I love this poem. The last line is cute. Good job!
That is awesome! This kind of thing is what makes Thanksgiving so special. Bonding with family & friends. I really enjoyed this.