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"God Speed, Hallowed Bird- Thanksgiving special" (2005)

"Geeeet iiiiin my gastrointestinal traaaaaaact"

God speed, hallowed bird—bearer of thine bounty
Thy will is great, though defeated you were soundly
Gently roasting at 275 for 12 hours, breast down
Rest now, save thine juices 'til I ingest thou
Oh sweet Jesus, please pass the rolls,
Gravy, stuffing, and green bean casserole
About to explode, but I can’t really stop
Hook me up with some more of that cranberry sauce
Oh, gosh—I musta gained three sizes
Nothing’s lookin better than them pumpkin pies is
It’s the football, the feast, the time of the year it’s set
T-day ain’t just one thing, it’s a cumulative effect
But if I had to pick one reason above all the rest
I guess it’s the leftovers, better than sex
So wherever you ate, kid—I hope you got a piece
From the casino buffet line to a cold Iraqi feast
God speed, hallowed bird—or if you’re from the south
God speed, turducken—Happy T-day, I’m out


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