what a turkey©
I have a dream about Faron
that i need to be sharin,
oh how i dream of that big turkey
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and what a dream it be!
It's so full of sweet
it just can't be beat,
i was Thanksgiving
every day i was living.
Tonight now instead of sheep
i'll count turkeys in my sleep,
but none i'll see
as sweet as the one....
he so lovingly prepared for me.
Labella Of The Ball i wanna be again
when i was spoiled by Faron,
i rang in fun with him come what may
not just on a holiday.
Sitting at a table named desire will be i
reaching to the heavens for my guy,
come back and grace my table
to spoil me Dear only you're able!
Copyright©the day before
thanksgiving 2011
i'll just eat my heart out
to never more have any of your delicacy!
Sally
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