A rerun, because I have family visiting and spent yesterday morning at the dentist’s office getting a recurring problem dealt with.
I take no responsibility for originating the following. I am merely passing it along…
“Top Ten Thanksgiving Hymns (you probably won’t sing)*”
“Granted, it was a few years ago, but The Mezzo Wore Mink still sets the standard for Thanksgiving pageants: The Singing Hors D’oeuvres, Miles Standish and Pocahontas, the choir dressed up as the four food groups…
And from that musical festival came:
When the Rolls are Cooked by Wanda
Up from the Gravy
Let there be Peas on Earth
What a Friend We Have in Cheeses (All our Brie and Camembert)
Blest be the Pies Combined
His Eye is on the Turkey
Come thou Font of Garlic Dressing
Take my Knife and Lima Bean
Pass me Not the Jellied Salad**
Just as I Yam
*Not sing, but unleash on unsuspecting by-standers and curse as ear-worms, perhaps.
**This version is not condoned by the Disunited Protestant Churches of the Upper Midwest. Because a jello IS a vegetable. Unless it is a fruit. But never a dessert.