"..enjoy your turkey."
[a poem, of sorts]"I have a bratty sister.If she got lost I never would have missed her.
On the rim of the Grand Canyon, I hope,anonymous
She will slip on a piece of soap.
Though I'd be near
Her calls I will not hear.
Then I’d turn
And see her hurtling towards the ground.
I’m too late
To save her from her horrid fate.
Happy Thanksgiving! Enjoy your turkey.'' [edited to reflect my family's version.]
Few Thanksgiving dinners passed in my childhood without my brother gleefully reciting this poem here, scroll down , a poem we attributed to Ogden Nash, but perhaps that is incorrect. On the other hand how many 7 year old boys read and memorize The New Yorker? The recitation was much applauded and I often felt like crying, as I so idolized my big brother. And didn't want to die on Thanksgiving.
Looking back of course it is hilarious. We weren't a Norman Rockwell sort of family.
(And he wonders why I won't visit him out West,lol.)
...enjoy your turkey!
love
lizzy
gone to the beach...
LOL, I don't think I'd ever go see the Grand Canyon with him, that's for sure!
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Happy Thanksgiving. You can't go wrong with that festive turkey and acorn quilting. Mo's got the right idea - looks like he's taking a breather after a turkey dinner! Lovely beach and bird shots. Penny
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ReplyDeleteHappy Thanksgiving to you and yours Lizzy! Extra special hug to Mr. Mo.
Kel
Happy Thanksgiving!
ReplyDeleteI had 2 older brothers and they loved picking on the baby of the family!!
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ReplyDeleteHello! I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving! I loved your story. :) Sad to say my childhood holidays were horrible due to an alcoholic father but once I got married I made them what they should be. :) We had a marvelous time! On to Christmas! :) Kit
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