Unseemly as it is to celebrate
given our stained history and blighted present...
of all the holidays on the
calendar,
all those three-day
weekends,
Mondays with mattress
sales,
dead presidents, dead soldiers
dead words stump speeches
myth of manger and arcane
mumbles
And in spite of…….
240 million dead turkeys
(is that possible?),
how we killed our hosts
and never left,
breaking bread with a MAGA guy,
(no food fight, please),
Black Friday tomorrow
madness,
All the lonely people,
Where do they all …….
Where do they all …….
Thanks-A-Lot-Day
is the one
where we test our threshold
for two of my favorite sins -
gluttony and sloth,
where we test our threshold
for two of my favorite sins -
gluttony and sloth,
free of piety secular,
inter-tribal sit down together
second-helping-Day pass the Chardonnay
have a piece of pie plenitude
abundanza, y’all come-Day,
white and dark meat
not, I got mine, Day
but Gratitude Day
our happy accident,
cosmic crap-shoot Day
cosmic crap-shoot Day
This lucky life, family as friends,
friends like family, love out loud.
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