A pie upon the window ledge
Cake upon your plate
A bet that sure could use a hedge
Grandpa's running late,
Tuning forks go on the left
Spoons are on the right
Kettle drums to hold the soup
Candles that won't light,
Open windows for a breeze
Don't let it slam the door
Bless you every time you sneeze
It's what we're thankful for.
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