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Tommy’s View
Turkey in the pantry,
Chicken in the pot,
Mother choppin’ apples,
Oven roastin’ hot.
Grandma seedin’ raisins,
Molly mixin’ spice,
Gracious, but the kitchen
Smells uncommon nice.
Cranberries a poppin’
Pies all in a row,
Gee, but don’t that mince meat
Tempt a feller, though.
Silver spoons a shinin’,
Cake with frostin’ thick
Say, I think the Governor’s
A regular old brick.
Given’ us a holiday,
No lessons to be done,
Kinfolks here to dinner—
Havin’ all such fun.
Wish it would come often,
Best of all, I say,
Is this November Thursday,
Folks call “Thanksgiving day.”
— Susan H. Martin (Kitchen Magazine)
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