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Thanksgiving at mom’s house was great! Each year it was the same, Nicotine flavored food on plates! The whole damn family came! My cousin Mel and her Mother, Grandma, Aunt Ailene and Brother, My cousin Mel, My cousin Mel, All crowding in on each other! Thirty pound turkey over baked Stuffing moist and runny. The smiles on our faces were faked The pies? Waste of money! Here comes Uncle George with his bowl, Heaped with mashed potatoes and roll, Here comes uncle, Here comes uncle, And Aunt Debbie thinks he’s a troll. My favorite was the “Shucky beans.” My mom’s *urp* specialty. Dried green beans steeped in nicotine, Boiled, pale green tragedy. Funny thing is, I’d give my soul For one more hard thanksgiving roll Funny thing is, Funny thing is, That’s an unattainable goal.
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