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I like turkey—the dressing's cool With potatoes round a gravy pool, The thing that really makes me sigh Is pum-pum, pum-pum, pumpkin pie! When it is Thanksgiving Day Aunt Edna comes from far away. I kiss her cheek, it makes her cry, I do it all for pumpkin pie. Oh! Pum-pum, pum-pum, pumpkin pie! The table's set, I bow my head, Then my private prayer is said, "Thanks for your blessing from on high, This pum-pum, pum-pum, pumpkin pie!" The time is close, I start to stutter And stick my finger in the butter. As mom asks, "Now?" "Oh! Yeah!" I cry, "A big HIGH FIVE for pumpkin pie! Yes!!! Pum-pum, pum-pum, pumpkin pie!" —Grandpa Tucker |
