If Michael wrote a Thanksgiving poem

The food is on the table
Family gathers around
Hearing the sound
Of children laughing
The leaves falling
On the ground
Green, yellow,
Orange and red
The trees are nearly dead
The aroma of the food
Will excite a happy fool
I'm grateful for the things I have
I hope that you are too
Happy thanksgiving to you

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