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Thursday, November 22, 2012

holopopomo day 22: thanksgiving grace

So here we are. 

Today’s Horribly Local Poor Poetry Month (HoLoPoPoMo) entry celebrates the spirit of this day:

thanksgiving grace

We give thanks for everything
Birds we eat and birds that sing
But today, however, I
Am most grateful for the pie

I should prob’ly qualify
The remark about the pie
If it’s fresh and a la mode
Then I stand by my thankful ode

And as long as I’m correcting
Things to which I’m genuflecting
I appreciate a lot...
But everything I’ve got?
Like those who wreck and rot?
...well, maybe not

The end. 

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

Yes indeed. Welcome to me.

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