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As you defrost your Turkey and pluck yer' taters for the Mash, remember that not all of us will be sitting around a familiar table set with revered family and beloved friends.

Poets, in particular, are often required to spend their Thanksgiving in penitent meditation and reflection as they undergo inpatient rehabilitation, at a facility surrounded by people they have known for only a week or two.

Last year it was me.

This year it is .

I know the seat he is in, and I know it can he a lonely one.

Let's bring some cheer to his day, and let him know that he is appreciated, and we, as Whites, are Thankful for his existence.

Write Smedley a short poem here, doesn't have to be much, a short haiku would be best, and I will read it to him when I call him tomorrow.

Really let him know who he is to us, and who we are to him.

I am Thankful for your participation. It really will make a difference.

Regards,

-Theodore Kent

As you defrost your Turkey and pluck yer' taters for the Mash, remember that not all of us will be sitting around a familiar table set with revered family and beloved friends. Poets, in particular, are often required to spend their Thanksgiving in penitent meditation and reflection as they undergo inpatient rehabilitation, at a facility surrounded by people they have known for only a week or two. Last year it was me. This year it is @Smedleys_Butler-1. I know the seat he is in, and I know it can he a lonely one. Let's bring some cheer to his day, and let him know that he is appreciated, and we, as Whites, are Thankful for his existence. Write Smedley a short poem here, doesn't have to be much, a short haiku would be best, and I will read it to him when I call him tomorrow. Really let him know who he is to us, and who we are to him. I am Thankful for your participation. It really will make a difference. Regards, -Theodore Kent

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There once was a man from Parnassus Whose girlfriend had skin like molasses He fired up his still It went boom, it was kill He said sugar we just saved our asses

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Aw! Thanks man

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Tried to call you that day bro, obviously calling in is a lot harder than calling out tho

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Who gives a flying. Fuck? Smedley will be back soon. Enough. With more poems.

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He will appreciate this.

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Happy Thanksgiving. Tell that nigger we said hello.

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Happy Thanksgibbings to you too

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Poets, in particular, are often required to spend their Thanksgiving in penitent meditation and reflection as they undergo inpatient rehabilitation

Ok, you got me laughing.

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participation is mandatory