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Wise no adulation, dedication and gratification 
   not emphasized the other three hundred and sixty four days a year
question their role as consumed end product of taxidermist, 
   gnome hatter clucks fie against industry where 
when thanksgiving gobbledygook brouhaha 
   glib lets deified whereat a countless range of turkeys sacrificed veer
rill lee with commendable, gratuitous and laudatory plaudits 
   bequeathed to the cook, who held as the grand umpire
calling bastes time to call in the pitcher - 
   though such an action tends tubby viewed as fowl, 
   with tail feathers there
be fluttering in sync with shutterfly flapping 
   at least one angry bird sent to the slaughterhouse - 
   whose peck within four square
foot enclosure breeds base wrath bone, 
   which Birdseye view dispensed, though tis grim fate 
   doth behoove turkeys to rear
up and protest their predestination forbidding intuition 
   via special Turkish communication from axe of cruelty, 
   the butcher will not deem queer 
yet questions pop up why this singular twenty four hour 
   Fitbit of time fosters the people to summon beneficence, 
   and when app peer
rent lee, this American custom squawks back hundreds of years 
   sans "The First Thanksgiving," a spontaneous oscillometer
ocular venerated, feted, and celebrated requisitioned, 
   when Governor William Bradford organized a three-day long feast near 
the tip of Cape Cod, which was too far north of intended destination. 
   One month later, they made head way to Massachusetts Bay
celebrated Native Americans friends, the year 1621 feasted 
   between Pilgrims and Wampanoag at Plymouth Colony a green day
arbitrarily chose spread of turkey, waterfowl, venison, fish, lobster, 
   clams, berries, fruit, pumpkin, and squash mebbe fish fillet
Thanksgiving, currently celebrated on the fourth Thursday 
   in November by federal legislation in 1941 recalling hooray,
or more particularly regaling the maiden voyage 1620 
   viz a ship called the Mayflower disembarking stalked by death and injury
from Plymouth, England for the New World after a difficult battle at sea 
   that lasted 66 days; the 102 passengers roped a dee ja 
   which essentially doubled up as conductor, 
   and struck up psalm songs 
   for a guiding buoy ant gull they named Oak Kay
of the Mayflower landed near and the Pilgrims began 
   to build a new home at Plymouth, whence an annual tradition hay 
begat by founding fathers and Mother Nature incorporating hope.
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