“A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.”
Colonel Sanders* #quote
Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Anyway onto the flash fiction!
The turkey gobbles in the morning, in evening and a night. The sound of its gobbling is heard every week of every day. It gobbles month by month whenever it pleases as it trots around. It gobbles along with all the other gobbling turkeys. That is, until it is gobbled.