Imagine if, when giving thanks,
We
grilled some burgers, ribs and franks
And
ate our turkey in July
With
yams and fresh-baked pumpkin pie.
Our
guests would rear up and revolt
And
out the door a few would bolt,
For
some traditions can’t be ditched,
Including
foods which can’t be switched.
I’ve
heard some folks eat mac and cheese
On
both occasions, if you please,
And
one Thanksgiving, we did brood
When
stuck with eating Chinese food.
But
mostly, menus stay the same
On
holidays, when families claim
To
stick to what they always eat,
To
make the past and present meet.
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