Ode to Pockets

Turkeys shouldn't be complaining (or in their case, gobbling). They've got it easy.
The only day they dread is Thanksgiving Day and that comes around only once in a yearly calendar.
And at least some people have sympathy for them.
Nobody fives a crap about their pockets. And without knowing it, these handy clothing compartments suffer way more than just stuffing.
Plus, they're quiet about it too.
We don't hear them nitpicking about how full they are. Or how noisy our extra coin changes rattle. Or how choked they feel when our feet give out and are forced to lie in great juxtaposition to our derriere.
Yup, they've dealt with it all.
And yet, they don't complain. Not a word.


My AP Lang assignment for Teal's class. I want to write like Teal.