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Thanksgiving Giblets
Last Thanksgiving Day, I was berated
By my mother-in-law, I am hated
"You left giblets inside!"
She screamed. I could've died
My turkey dinner was doomed; ill-fated
I wanted to clobber her with a spoon
While she went on mocking me like a loon
My husband shut her down
Her smirk became a frown
When he called her a dried-up wrinkled prune
Copyright ©
Lin Lane
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