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Tree branches glisten like diamond chains. Frozen lips want to sing old refrains. Home, and hearth, Thanksgiving too... friends, and relatives, the house is a zoo. Frozen outdoors as the fresh turkey arrives. Mother in apron is sure to preside. Pumpkin pie, spiced cider, cranberries glisten, father tells his jokes and nobody listens. Sister arrives with rose hips and blooms; a dazzling display in the living room. We all gather together to feast at the table. Say a quick prayer and eat as much as we're able.
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Nov 12, 2010
Nov 12, 2010 at 5:02 AM UTC
Thanksgiving Song
Tree branches glisten like diamond chains. Frozen lips want to sing old refrains. Home, and hearth, Thanksgiving too... friends, and relatives, the house is a zoo. Frozen outdoors as the fresh turkey arrives. Mother in apron is sure to preside. Pumpkin pie, spiced cider, cranberries glisten, father tells his jokes and nobody listens. Sister arrives with rose hips and blooms; a dazzling display in the living room. We all gather together to feast at the table. Say a quick prayer and eat as much as we're able.
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Nov 12, 2010
Nov 12, 2010 at 5:02 AM UTC
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