Thoughts that sometime...rhyme: A Thanksgiving repast.

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Sunday, November 28, 2004

A Thanksgiving repast.

For it was truly Over the hill and through the woods To Grandmas house we went. Eating sumptuous food And sharing family Was our main intent. When at last the stuffing Was stuffed and the olives All gone And the dishes Packed into the dishwasher We sat and caught up On lives distant and near Most of... Sign in to see full entry.

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