By Tony Johnston, Rich Deas
"Looky!" says a foolish turkey swinging from a vine.
Gobble gobble wibble wobble.
Whoops! Now there are nine.
Girls and boys will gobble up this hilarious tale approximately ten goofy turkeys and their foolish antics: swinging from a vine, strutting on a boar, doing a noodle dance, and extra. Veteran writer Tony Johnston has written a pleased textual content, which first-time illustrator Richard Deas brings to lifestyles as wild and wacky fun!
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10 Fat Turkeys by Tony Johnston, Rich Deas