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To all my friends on my friend list here on MySpace as well as visiting strangers...

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

In honor of this festive day of celebration, let me whip out my horn of plenty for the ladies as well as fire off some rounds from my musket!

And for the guys, well... how about a handshake and a pat on the back? I promise to wash my hands first after whipping out my horn of plenty and firing off my musket.

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

I wrote a poem for this grand day of days:

Beets are red
Gravy is brown
This Thanksgiving poem is going to surely make me look like a clown
But I don't care
Since I dare
To take a moment to share
My feelings to you and yours
As you sit and eat behind closed doors
I'll sit on MySpace trying to score
A new woman in my life
That doesn't think of me as some kind of man whore
I'll, too, be enjoying lots of festive eats
And my mom's special Jell-O treats
I'll be thankful for many great things
And think of myself as the king of kings
Oh what joy Thanksgiving will bring
It's a holiday that makes me want to dance and sing
Time with family, time with friends
And, on that note, I'll bring my poem to an end
But just one last thing before I go
While I type away with cheery glow
Soon there will be snow and Christmas trees
Carolers singing wonderful melodies
And I'll think of each one of you then as I do now
Merry Christmas to all and
Happy Thanksgiving right now.

Happy Thanksgiving to my friends, family, co-workers, cyber buddies and sworn enemies.

-Mike The Janitor
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Millenoma Publishing