We sailed on the Mayflower, over the sea
To a new land, America—where we could be free!
We built houses from freshly cut trees,
To help us keep warm, so that we wouldn’t freeze.
We worked in our gardens until the food grew,
Then we had plenty to make a fine stew.
We invited our Indian friends and all got together
For the very first Thanksgiving ever!
We had meat and potatoes, but the pie was the best!
After feasting three days we all had to rest.
We are the pilgrims and we want to say,
“Have a very happy thanksgiving Day!”
To a new land, America—where we could be free!
We built houses from freshly cut trees,
To help us keep warm, so that we wouldn’t freeze.
We worked in our gardens until the food grew,
Then we had plenty to make a fine stew.
We invited our Indian friends and all got together
For the very first Thanksgiving ever!
We had meat and potatoes, but the pie was the best!
After feasting three days we all had to rest.
We are the pilgrims and we want to say,
“Have a very happy thanksgiving Day!”
1 comment:
Eliza recited the poem to me perfectly at Thanksgiving! What a grandkid!
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