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Here's a Challenge! idea sent in by JenEllen -- Gobbler's Gone For Good: Cemetery Turkey Is Laid To Rest - Death Is Not Due To Fowl Play -- (Spokane, WA) When a tom turkey strutted onto a cemetery just before Thanksgiving, people figured he was either a farm escapee trying to avoid ending up the centerpiece of a holiday dinner ir a wild bird just passing through.  But the bird that became known as Martin A Gobbler remained for good, and he hardly overstayed his welcome.  The turkey - eventually determined to be wild - took up residence for seven months, adding unsuspected levity to graveside services.  The gobbler also attracted gawkers who came to see him chase cars in the parkinglot and fend off the ducks who invaded what he considered his turf.  Martin died June 24th, and got a farewell fit for a creature far higher on the food chain.  The bird, believed to be around a year old, was found dead on the grounds with no obvious signs of trauma.  The memorial drew about 50 people and featured an altar, photo, and flowers with an attached note "Your gobble will be missed."  The turkey's cremated remains are stored in a small blue urn in the office of the funeral director while they plan to incorporate them into a monument featuring a bronze turkey statue placed near the office entrance.  The cemetery owner believes Martin's biggest burden in life was his apparent inability to find a mate.  Staff never saw a hen on the grounds, and Martin's flamboyant displays of strutting and pecking car tires were merely for human consumption.  "He didn't enjoy his life of celibacy at all" stated the groundskeeper  "He would get all fluffed up and parade around here like he owned the place.  He was trying to attract a mate and there were none to attract."


Martin The Graveyard Turkey by Jack the Sailor

Martin The Graveyard Turkey
Had a very strange fetish
And evey time you say it
Make me want to make a speech

All of the other turkeys
Know how many legs they have
That didn't stop old Martin
from hanging round a person's grave

Then one rainy funeral
Martin realized
A service ecumenical
Would open all their eyes

All of the other turkeys
End their days on dinner plates
Martin didn't want to do that
Turkey heaven had to wait

Then Martin had a vision
He committed suicide
He didn't know what coffins did
but he had to get in side

When Martin got to heaven
Twas like the day he hatched his egg
All of his dreams were answered
Now the turkey had three legs.

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