The Turducken Project

9 weeks, 1 day, 13 hours, 45 minutes and 36 seconds until Turducken Day (November the 10^th)

Writings

The Ballad of Turducken

'Twas a bright and vibrant summer day
And five young people were on their way
On a trip out to the bay
Where they would spend their weekend.

And so they went, and times were had
Of their excursion they were glad
But out of this there came a fad
Of the name: TURDUCKEN.

They say that it was first GregDale
Who stirred up the controversial gale
About much meat, some dark, some pale
The chicken, in a duck, in a turkey.

The idea in the minds it grew
Of Neil and Dave, who simply knew
That somehow this huge meat stew
Must someday be created.

So months later, in diff'rent season
There was commited an act of treason
Against three birds, it stands to reason
That soon there would be TURDUCKEN.

Plans were made, stories told
The expense of meat starts to unfold
And the fall begins to grow old
Anticipating TURDUCKEN.

Some talking and debate ensued
About where this thing would be brewed
But soon they knew it would be stewed
For hours in Hutson's kitchen.

A day before the wicked feast
They all went up to pick the beast
Three birds, recently deceased
With which to feed the masses.

At this point it must be stated
That although the dish was overrated
Mitch Hutson Shane and B-Ho sated
Our desires to eat this thing.

So with much praise and glee and zip
Three of our heroes began to whip
Knead, slice, bone, and tuck and nip
The TURDUCKEN into shape.

And Shane with his 5-seater car
Did drive about from near and far
To ferry people yim and yar
And fetch them their ingredients.

For long hours did the damned thing sit
Stuffed and baking in oven lit
And not looking nar a little bit
Like anything ever created.

Soon, however, came looking round
The owner of the TURDUCKEN's pound
Mr. Myles with judgement sound
Did aid in the food-making.

By now, the people did arrive
And t'was found they had to strive
To fit in all that did connive
To feast on the Turducken.

In a few more hours the beast was cooked
And, it must be said that it really looked
As if the whole damned thing was tooked
From the firey nether depths.

But evr'y one came and down they sat
And feasted upon the bounty fat
And so twas eaten, and hungrily at that
The meal they call TURDUCKEN.

And toasts were made and evil laughs laughed
Until the assembled group was quite daft
In heady celebration of their craft
The elusive TURDUCKEN.

After dinner, toutons were served
while the last of TURDUCKEN was preserved
And kitchen cleaning was observed
Before one could then go.

And so then people drifted off
And nary a one did try to scoff
And one by one they hats did doff
To the creaters of TURDUCKEN.

And amongst all the wine and cheese
The celebration, the funs and glees
There lies B-Ho's wonderful mashed potatoes and cheese
Which went with the turducken.

A jolly good time was had by all
And it was decreed that next fall
Again we should be under the thrall
Of the Magical Beast,

TURDUCKEN.

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