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Here's a little ditty for Thanksgiving:

I was gobblin' around the farm one day
Looking at the horses eat their hay
Heard a gun shot, ran away
And this is what I had to say:

Chorus: Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Don't eat me
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Set me free
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
I won't be tasty ... for your Thanksgiving dinner

I ran around to the back
Saw the farmer's wife with a big ol' axe
She was ready to attack
And try to make me their evening snack

Chorus: Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Don't eat me
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Set me free
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
I won't be tasty ... for your Thanksgiving dinner

Uh, oh it's the dinner bell
That signifys my death knell
I hope that farmer goes to hell
Listen to what I have to tell

Chorus: Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Don't eat me
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Set me free
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
I won't be tasty ... for your Thanksgiving dinner

They've already prepared the stuffing and gravy
That stupid farmer has gone plum crazy
My future right now is looking hazy
They all want to pluck and shave me

Chorus: Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Don't eat me
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Set me free
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
I won't be tasty ... for your Thanksgiving dinner

The sun is shining off the carving knife
The intention is to end my life
Right now I'm feeling tremendous strife
If I don't watch out they'll be playing the fife

Chorus: Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Don't eat me
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Set me free
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
I won't be tasty ... for your Thanksgiving dinner

Here he comes with a mean ol' sword
I hope this guy is getting bored
Please, please help me Lord
The farmer belongs in a mental ward

Chorus: Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Don't eat me
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Set me free
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
I won't be tasty ... for your Thanksgiving dinner

He's hacking at me with all his might
This is such a gruesome sight
I'm trying hard to be polite
But I say this filled with spite

Chorus: Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Don't eat me
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Set me free
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
I won't be tasty ... for your Thanksgiving dinner

That farmer's got an evil grin
I bet he thinks he's gonna win
If it was my choice he'd be the din'
Whoa! That swing was too close to my chin

Chorus: Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Don't eat me
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Set me free
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
I won't be tasty ... for your Thanksgiving dinner

The guy has got no remorse
He wants to make me the main course
I wish I new how to ride a horse
Or send a message in code: morse

Chorus: Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Don't eat me
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Set me free
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
I won't be tasty ... for your Thanksgiving dinner

Those pilgrims were a villinous lot
Because of them I'm about to get got
They're the one's that should be in a pot
Boy, this situation's pretty hot

Chorus: Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Don't eat me
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Set me free
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
I won't be tasty ... for your Thanksgiving dinner

I like to gobble in the fresh air
Running around without a care
But this farmer is getting in my hair
I really wish he wasn't there

Chorus: Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Don't eat me
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Set me free
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
I won't be tasty ... for your Thanksgiving dinner

I wish this family would disappear
They are filling me up with great fear
The farmer is getting awful near
I'd best be getting out of here

Chorus: Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Don't eat me
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Set me free
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
I won't be tasty ... for your Thanksgiving dinner

I wish this family would not grub on meat
That would be just oh so sweet
Veggies and bread is all they'd eat
And they wouldn't look at me as a holiday treat

Chorus: Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Don't eat me
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Set me free
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
I won't be tasty ... for your Thanksgiving dinner

Damn, looks like I'm stuck
I guess I've run out of luck
Why can't they just eat duck
The only word that comes to mind is ...


Have a Happy Thanksgiving!!

Written and Produced by:
Songmeister Supreme (JRS)
DJ Gobble (APA)

Special thanks to greenie for access to her computer Special thanks to Mrs. Gail Hauser for forcing me to first put this song on paper
Special thanks to CHS posse for supporting this song
Special thanks to Mr. Davis (of concrete head fame) for letting me sing this to the class
Special thanks to the Native Americans for making this holiday possible Special thanks to my Mom's, Pop's, and G-d

@Copywrited 1993 JRS&APA Industries

  Melissa D. Binde [ ]