Thanksgiving Poem by John Shea

Thanksgiving



Was I giving thanks or thanked at giving
My mother cried and I was living
Pumpkin pie and yams ran scared
From the diet of those who dared
Lest we try a turkey or a hog
Perhaps the legs of a frog
Thank you lord for the food
Sent by your father
MY GOD

Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: father,food,frog,giving,thanks
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thanks for giving
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John Shea

John Shea

Cherry Point N.C.
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