by Princess of Unicorns
The smell of turkey filles the air
as it cooks in the oven.
We place a yellow tablecloth on the table
then we start setting it up.
The napkins on the napkin holder,
we take out the mash potato,
we spread out the loaves of bread.
And when the turkey is ready,
we take it out
and place it right there
in the center of the table.
We all gather around
and we recite a prayer
to give thanks to all we have.
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