This Nonestablishmentarian Iman Kant Riff

This nonestablishmentarian (Iman) kant riff! Otherwise titled as: Thanksgiving nothing more'n gobbledygook we stuff ourselves with. Mine suburban outpost approximately thirty seven plus miles southeast of where liberty bell marks history upon cobblestone streets where sounds of silence from walking sticks barks created from once hand carved festooned relics tracing arabesque arcs. Thru prevarication myths propagated whereby story did suitably bend the re-enactment whence Colonial rule from Britain did end thou much about the series of unfortunate events leaving tattered fragments of proud nations that n’er did mend many an indigenous native did offend with one after another broken promises and lands stole under their feet - a little mentioned holocaust did rend initial establishment of these United States where to date citizen bankers cater to thee ole might dollar to spend fueling capitalistic credo prerequisite emptying wallet as Capital One duty to tend. Europeans from bygone did deliberately foment war fast forward from those supposed discoverers of yore who essentially blackmailed innocent rightful occupants which tapestry of their culture aggressive invaders tore deliberately feigning kindness when within creature comforts (such as blankets) deadly diseases harbored spore ravages sans invasions left survivors destitute and poor of fatal impact decimated nearly every tribe and their concomitant folklore obliterating accidentally called Indians with deliberate intent to vanquish nation of red (non bullish) men as if thru a trap door of cunning deceit loathing the peaceful philosophy they did adore. Sympathy (not for the devil) doth arise and heart-ache in sync with all those plaintive cries producing unstoppable tears of misery streaming down creased blackened eyes this from ploy to cement bond (when convenient) with malicious guise to force rightful heirs of this land to cross their t's and dot i's without choice dealt hellacious bit torrent torment trumped up from countless lies so tis with heavy cookies and all American apple pies this cyber poet tries to come across as witty and wise. Ever since landing of that first christened boat this sober fellow wishes to add a rhyming footnote re: to pay homage to those deemed honorable, and frequently we quote an invitation nay strong command go play act and cast (come November months divisible by four) your presidential vote to sustain hollow maxim guaranteeing life, liberty and happiness decreed from all those sacred documents founding fathers wrote.