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Cook The Bird (a parody of “Jailhouse Rock”)

Cook the Bird

One Thanksgiving Day, it was a while ago,
people got together with a festive glow.
They didn’t have a clue about what they would see.
It didn’t take them long to turn around and flee.
That bird came out looking absurd.
Through the night, a hail of screams were heard
when Susan tried to cook the bird.

Loading up the turkey with some uncooked corn,
the novice in the kitchen looked a bit forlorn.
The bird began exploding from the inner strain.
It shot out of the oven through the window pane.
That bird came out looking absurd.
Through the night, a hail of screams were heard
when Susan tried to cook the bird.

Burning poultry sailed across the autumn sky,
dropping bombs of drumsticks, then a wing and thigh.
It flew just like a skier in Olympic Games,
soaring through the air, its butt encased in flames.
That bird came out looking absurd.
Through the night, a hail of screams were heard
when Susan tried to cook the bird.

Susan tried to cook the bird.
Susan tried to cook the bird.

Though they weren’t dying,
the guests were crying
when she cooked the bird.

© Susan Schoeffield

This week’s challenge at “Inform Poet” on Creative Bloomings (formerly Poetic Bloomings) was to write a parody of a poem or song lyrics, going 180 degrees in a different direction from the original. With my heartfelt apologies to the composers, Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller, to Elvis, and to all who know their way around a kitchen, I chose to parody the song “Jailhouse Rock.”

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