Thanksgiving at the Chateau

We’re going out

Ma, proclaimed

but it’s Thanksgiving

we all cried out,

now we’re going out

to the Chateau De Ville

so I don’t have to cook.

So off we went

all dressed up

Dad driving us down

to the route 9 destination

up on a hill looking regal

for a Thanksgiving feast

and a show

some bad comedian

I seem to recall

and a Sinatra wannabe

warbling old time tunes.

Ma, was happy

us not so much

there would be no leftovers

no homemade pies and such

but on that one Thanksgiving

Ma got what she needed most

some time away from being the one

responsible for our feast

and for that she was most thankful.

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