Tom Turkey is happy
Knows not what to say
Good ole Mr. Hogan
Has surely saved the day
No turkeys for dinners
All across the land
Covid has come
Got to give him a hand
The stores won't be packed
This coming holiday
The stuffing and fixings
In the store they will stay
Shelter in place
No family this day
The troopers will be out
You know what they'll say
Two is just right
But three's a crowd
Don't want to hear laughter
Better not be loud
No need to give thanks
For the bounty we have
Can't take joy in the sharing
For sacrifices we made
No family, no friends
No blessings to say
Gobble, gobble, goo
Maybe some chicken
Would be better for you
Wear the damn mask
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Hope your Thanksgiving went well pal; I spent the week in a very unpopulated, remote part of souther Utah hiking with my daughter, it was wonderful! Take care Lawerence...