Smell the turkey in the oven,
Here comes my grandma to give me my loving.
I want some potatoes, stuffing, and pumpkin pie,
Then I see the food being carried by.
I sit down to eat some food,
And man does it taste good!
First, seconds, and thirds . . .
Here comes desert of pie and ice cream
Oh my, what a wonderful dream!
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