Friday, November 24, 2006

The Food Spy- A Thanksgiving Poem

Sometimes on Thanksgiving
When I'm so hungry and shy
I sneak in the kitchen just like a spy.
I feast on a turkey and if you ask why
Its because I'm so hungry and shy.
I feast on a squash after its washed.
I gobble a pie and if you ask why
Its because I'm so hungry and shy.
By Joe

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