In 1621, amidst the wild and perhaps a lonely beast,
Plymouth colonists and Wampanoag Indians shared a harvest feast,
now acknowledged as the first Thanksgiving celebration,
Every November now, celebrated by the Nation.
A National Holiday, since Eighteen Sixty-Three,
The fourth Thursday of November, not the fifth,
Decided and proclaimed by President Lincoln,
It would make for earlier shopping, he was thinking.
Good for the economy, it can’t be beaten,
All those turkeys, raised to be eaten.
Not to mention cranberry production, be praised,
Wisconsin leads in cranberries raised.
Sweet potatoes, what a jolly treat,
With orange juice and marshmallows sweet,
Pumpkins, with their faces cut smiley,
End up on the table in pies so yummy.
Cherry Pie can be eaten, too
Michigan will be producing 140 million pounds,
So grab your napkin, and put it around your neck,
Eat some pie, what the heck!
North Dakota and Kansas are making the wheat
Did I mention, for, the bread, rolls and pie crust?
Wisconsin Snap green beans, in green bean casserole,
Is a great addition to the menu, I trust!
There are a lot of places named after the ingredients,
Like Cranberry, New Jersey and Turkey, Texas
For these foods in recipes known by me and you,
There’s a lot of celebrating to do!
So, all in all, there’s just no beating,
The pleasure of the Thanksgiving seating,
The food, the fun, the people meeting,
It’s a celebration of Good Eating.