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Turkey, turkey in the pen, It's Thanksgiving time again. Still you strut around with pride When you should take off and hide. Nice big bird we have a date. I will see you on my plate. On that day we'll give you praise, Talk about your better days, When you scared us with a gobble. Giggling at your silly wobble. Then we pass around white meat, Thank you for your special treat. Then a piece of pumpkin pie, With the whipped cream extra high. I dream of this throughout the year Now Thanksgiving's almost here. Turkey, turkey, I must say, "You're the one who makes that day!" —Grandpa Tucker |
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