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    Turkey By The Pound



    The sky is a bit more grayer,



    the birds have all flown away



    Thy weather is fairer,



    tis' almost Thanksgiving Day



    Thy turkey is more round,



    a solid ole beast



    We'll buy him by the pound,



    and have a grand Thanksgiving feast.




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    Thanksgiving Poems

    The Poetic Seasons Of My Soul
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