The Run-Away Turkey

“Gobble, gobble,” said wobble wobble turkey, (flap fingers under chin)
“Today is Thanksgiving Day.

And I’ll get cooked for dinner if I don’t run away.( stir food, use hands to sneak away)

Over the hill wobble turkey jogged,
And he stopped by an old oak tree.

“ I’ll hide behind these branches so no one can find me.”

The branches shook – then Frisky squirrel came running down the tree.
“ If you will share my food,” she said, “ I’ll be happy as can be.”

Wobble Turkey spread his feather tail ( spread fingers)
And sat right down to eat.

He never guessed Thanksgiving Day would bring him such a treat! ( rub stomach)


Gobble, Gobble, Gobble

A turkey sat on a backyard fence and he sang this sad sad tune.

Thanksgiving is coming gobble gobble gobble gobble,

And I know I’ll be eaten soon.

Gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble,

I don’t like Thanksgiving Day!

Gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble gobble,

I woiuld like to run away!


Gobble Gobble Turkey

I’m a gobble gobble turkey from my head down to my toes

In back I have some feathers that I shake where e’re I go!

I gobble up my breakfast and I gobble all the day.

And when I get tired of gobblin then I gobble out to play.