When Thanksgiving Comes
by T. C. O'Donnell
I never used to could remember when
Thanksgiving came. I asked my Mamma every day
If when it came it was November then,
Or Thursday, March or May.
But now I know when every single dish
Is heaped with turkey, sauce and punkin pie each year:
Why, Thanksgiving comes when I begin to wish
That Santa Claus was here.
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