Thanksgiving has always been my day.
Home with the family, even Grandpa Ray.
A day of feasting, A day of football
Not again, I sigh, Houston has the ball.
Kitchen's a bustle, foods being made.
Sit at the table, everyone's prayed.
Gravy and Turkey, Potatoes and Stuffing.
I ate to much, my breath is huffing.
Valiant was I, four plates done.
I eyed up desert, maybe just one.
Now's all said and done, no more time to play
Goodbye everyone, hope you had a good thanksgiving day.
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