These Birds Were Made For
Stuffin’
(aka Ode to the Turduckin)
1.2.3.4.
You keep telling me this
happy Thanksgivin’s
A time for grateful love
and feelin’ blessed.
But there’s one thing this
holiday’s sorely missin’
And it’s the kinda
grease’ll make you break a sweat.
Ya-start with a quail or
maybe a smallish chicken.
You shove that
lil’-dead-bird inside a duck.
You pop that thing inside
of salted turkey
And then you back it up
with “gobble, quack and cluck.”
{Chorus}
‘Cause these birds were
made for stuffin’
and that’s just what we’ll
do
So open up your cavity
‘Cause this Turduckin’s
for you.
1.2.3.4.
You keep vegan when you
ought to be meatin’
and you keep sayin’ your
belly’s overflowin’
But I got a juicy carcass
you should be eatin’
And it’ll make you wanna
crack your three wish bones!
{Chorus}
‘Cause these birds were
made for stuffin’
though it’s gross and
quite bizarre
Just feast this tasty
trinity
‘Cause that’s what
Turduckin’s are….
{Chorus}
‘Cause these birds were
made for stuffin’
though it’s stranger than
you think!
He’s feathered and
finger-lickin’
For a Happy Thanksgiving!!!
Are you ready birds? Let’s start stuffin!
