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my thanksgiving poem to you
Turkey, oh, you great big fellow
food all ripe, rich and so mellow
yes what fun,umm what a treat
all the good things for us to eat
what choices this cannot be beat
dinner is ready mom calls to eat
Old tom is nice and oh so round
young and tender tom is brown
thanks being told, by every one
thanking God for everything done
a table being filled, until it sways
the food enough to last for days
sliced meat with dressing galore
everyone now full ,eats no more
bellies are patted are now so full
turkeys wish bone being pulled
a coconut cake, fluffy as a cloud
"oh's" make mom feel so proud
the banana pudding oh so sweet
punkin pie, of course mincemeat
dinner was filling can hardly walk
porch fills up with the men to talk
kids now gatherig, ahh such fun
in games to play and races won
families gathering but once a year
for over-eating in a festive cheer
thanksgiving is remembered well
tomorrow morning upon the scale
food all ripe, rich and so mellow
yes what fun,umm what a treat
all the good things for us to eat
what choices this cannot be beat
dinner is ready mom calls to eat
Old tom is nice and oh so round
young and tender tom is brown
thanks being told, by every one
thanking God for everything done
a table being filled, until it sways
the food enough to last for days
sliced meat with dressing galore
everyone now full ,eats no more
bellies are patted are now so full
turkeys wish bone being pulled
a coconut cake, fluffy as a cloud
"oh's" make mom feel so proud
the banana pudding oh so sweet
punkin pie, of course mincemeat
dinner was filling can hardly walk
porch fills up with the men to talk
kids now gatherig, ahh such fun
in games to play and races won
families gathering but once a year
for over-eating in a festive cheer
thanksgiving is remembered well
tomorrow morning upon the scale
love:
from: a jenny wren
Posted by cookcomm
at 4:40 PM CST
