Am I alone in being unable to contemplate using a turkey baster at Christmas, knowing that for the other 364 days of the year it is being used to artificially inseminate surrogate mothers?

Category

Christmas Poetry

Sub-category

Christmas Funny Poems

Author

Christmas Compliment

As I was basting the bird
A thought, to me occurred
It was only at this time of peace
That Turkey and Greece,
As with hot fat you smother,
Compliment each other

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