My Thanksgiving

This time of year If I was a turkey I'd fly away It's just fair That such lies be told about thanksgiving day But I shall give thanks anyhow For a country limping away from its past For liberty like a statue From mix iron cast Calling me to huddle with its fold. Yesterday, my mother went Shopping in the Bronx Took a bus and rode in the front A white gentleman got up so she could sit I thank him very much No, not Abe Lincoln and the Abolitionists alone Bobby K got up all on his own And there was an Iroquois Sucking on a turkey bone And there was my father Staggering down the street alone And icicles hang from the trees like ropes And melted to the ground I have much to give thanks for This time of year But the troops shall not see me cry Because they are over there