Dear Turkey Hen or Tom
Though we may never know your gender
And we never looked you in the eye
We gather here today in thanks dear turkey . . .
For your giblet stock and turkey gravy
Compliment our mashed potatoes,
Yams, and breads, and casseroles
So dearly and our tummies
Have been grumbling in anticipation
So, once again, dear Hen or Tom,
Thank you for a life well-lived!
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