I just spent the computer bill

On some rock lobster tails and filets of mignon 

Do I care? No, not one bit.

A feast of thanks is a feast of thanks.

Not a sandwich cold and nasty. 

My neighbor gave me a cake.

I gave the cake away so we're even.

I don't want sage and L-Triptophan

My God I spelled it right

It will be asparagus for Veggies

And Gingerbread

With cream for desserts 

Tomorrow will be all right

I will cook and dine alone

After years of 12 and 20 pound birds

And range and anger simmering on the stove

While bitter words and meanness of spirit

Puts a nasty tone over the proceedings.

I will cook and dine alone this year

And take the phone calls in my ear 

I will allow no ugliness this year.

I will give great thanks to God and Jesus

For the chance to do it all one more time

For something to be thankful for

And it gets no better

No more elegant

No more festive

No more restive

No more elaborate 

Than it needs to be

And it will all disappoint

Not one person in my home.

I wish that you and your families too

Can have a feast of love 

And be full of thanks 

And full of true love

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