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Thanksgiving, for dinner, there’s turkey and ham,
potatoes and cranberries, stuffing and yams,
some carrots, some salads, some green beans, some bread,
and four kinds of pie in our Thanksgiving spread.
My grandma and grandpa have all of the yams.
My aunt and my uncle have turkey and ham.
My cousin, at college, has carrots and beans,
while one of her brothers has gravy and greens.
The bread and potatoes and berries look great,
but they’re with an uncle in some other state.
And, meanwhile, my mother and father and I
have nothing but stuffing and all of the pie.
We’d like some potatoes, some turkey, some bread,
some cranberry sauce, and some carrots instead.
But we have each other so, this year, it’s fine
to meet for our Thanksgiving dinner online.
— Kenn Nesbitt
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Reading Level: Grade 5
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