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Prayer Solemnizing Vitality

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 ***** 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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