Pilgrim Family Poem by Ima Ryma

A pilgrim dad and pilgrim son
Out hunting in the countryside.
Dad shoots a turkey with his gun,
As his son watches him in pride.
Back to Plymouth the two do go,
And come across a pumpkin patch.
Dad tells his son that mom will know
To turn the gourd to pie from scratch.
So a big pumpkin the son picks.
The two continue on their way,
A lot of food for mom to fix,
For feasting on Thanksgiving Day.

Native Americans watch them,
Unaware of coming mayhem.