Friday, November 17, 2006

Fall day

I took these pictures today, the boots from the girls are so funny, look closely at how they wear them, must be not so comfy! (ha) Love those boots, I wish they came in that color in my size!
And the barn is so typical American for me, this one is not far from us and every time I love to look at it when I drive by. Today I stopped and took this picture.
It is getting close to thanksgiving, turkeys are piled high in the groceries stores. Every year
when the birds are arriving in the stores I have to think about the song from Yoep van 't Hek, "Flappie" about a bunny that ends up on the Christmas table.

Here is the Turkey version on the song, I do not know who wrote it, but it is soooooo funny.

"Come Late in November"

When I was a young Turkey, new to the coop,

My big brother Tom took me out on the stoop,

Then he sat me down, and he spoke real slow,

And he told me there was something that I just had to know.

His look and his tone I will always remember,

When he told me of horrors.............come late in November;

"Come about August, now listen to me,

Each day you'll get six meals instead of just three,

'And soon you'll be thick, where once you were thin,

And you'll grow a big rubbery thing on your chin.."

"And then one morning, when you're warm in your bed,

the farm wife comes in and hacks off your head!"

"Then she'll pluck out your feathers so you're all bald 'n pink,

And scoop out your innerds right there in the sink!"

"and then comes the worst part" he said.......... "I'm not bluffing,

She'll spread your cheeks wide n' pack your rear with stuffing!"

Well, the rest of his words.... were too grim to repeat,

I sat on the stoop.... like a winged piece of meat,

And I decided on the spot that to avoid being cooked,

I'm gonna lay low to remain overlooked!

I began a new diet... of nuts and granola,

High-roughage salads, carrot juice..... diet cola,

I maintained my weight of two pounds and a half,

And act like I'm sick..... when the bigger birds laughed;

And as they ate pastries, chocolate, and crepes,

I stayed in my room doing Jane Fonda tapes;

For 'twas I who was laughing, under my breath,

As they chomped and they chewed, ever closer to death;

sure enough when,...... late November rolled around,

I was the last turkey, left walking around......

So now I'm a pet..... in the farmer's wife's lap,

I haven't a worry.... so I eat..... and I nap.....

She holds me all day, while sewing an humming.....

Ans smiles at me, ands says: "Christmas is coming..."

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