No Thanks
NO THANKS
I had a short life but didn't think my fate
Would be ending up on a Thanksgiving plate
But I won't be giving thanks on this day for I'm not able
It's because I'm laid out on a Thanksgiving table
I'm not stupid as people have said
I had small pleasures like a scratch on my head
Though I never thought I'd end up dead
With my insides greatly over-filled
I've been dressed even though I've been killed
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