May there be pie in your day today. May there only be football if you like football. May there be family. May there be lots of dirty dishes, but then lots of cheerful helpers to wash them. May there be leftovers for sandwiches tomorrow. May the cranberry sauce remind someone of Grandma, and may everyone raise their glasses to family members no longer with you. May you and your kids strut around the dining room table, with your elbows out and your knees up high, singing,
"Who's That struttin' round, lookin' mighty perky?
Looks like it might be old Mr. Turkey!
Gobble, Mister Turkey, that's a fancy way to talk,
Strut, Mister Turkey, that's a fancy way to walk!"
Happy Thanksgiving, friends.
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