human
Why don't you suggest something?
gpt
Because, replied the quiet turkey,
human
Donald never did anything to me, and I must treat him accordingly. I was raised and killed a long way from here, and canned. Donald's father bought me at a store. To be a ghost in good standing I should be on the farm where I was killed, and really I don't know why I should be here.
gpt
Then you should be an impartial judge, said Aunt Fanny.
human
Now what shall we do with him?
gpt
Tell them to let me go home, protested Donald,
human
I think, replied the impartial canned ghost,
gpt
What could I do but eat turkey when it was put on the table?
human
But you could help chasing us around with sticks,
gpt
When a Thanksgiving turkey dies, his ghost comes down here to Wishbone Valley to join his ancestors, and it never after leaves the valley. You will now know why every spring the turkeys steal down here to hatch their little ones. As you are now over the boundary line you are safe.
human
Thank you,
gpt
Good-bye,