Thanksgiving Doggerel

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©  2019 Mollie McKibbon

Mama’s in the kitchen

And dinner smells so good,

We’re sent to set the table

As all hungry children should.

We’ve folded all the napkins

And pulled up all our chairs.

Papa is so famished

He rumbles like the bears.

The potatoes have been mashed, 

And the carrots have been creamed,

The turkey bursts with stuffing, 

And the onions have been steamed.

As we sit around the table

With our relatives galore,

Papa says the shortest blessing

Than he’s ever said before.

Our eyes are on the kitchen,

With our napkins tucked to chins,

When Mama brings the platter

And Papa starts to grin.

The turkey smells delicious

As she wafts it by our nose,

And all of us together

Are curling up our toes.

There’s a leg for my big brother,

A wing for my dear sis,

And another leg for mother

While Papa takes some breast.

After all my aunts and uncles

Have each made their own pick,

There’s hardly any turkey left

For me to get a lick.

Because I am the youngest,

When the turkey has been cut,

I’m lucky if I end up with 

What’s on the turkey’s butt.

A Hymn of Thanksgiving

I wrote this hymn a number of years ago and have now revised it.

Shout Joyfully Unto the Lord

©2006 Mollie Pearce McKibbon

(based on Psalm 98)

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Shout Joyfully unto the Lord,

Break forth in song and praise.

The world and all who dwell in it

Shall celebrate his ways.

For the Lord of mercy and of love

Still calls to you and me

To come within his warm embrace

And evermore be free.

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Our Shield and our Salvation,

Our Lantern and our Bread;

The Lord provides us with our needs

And with his Word we’re fed.

There is no place that we can stray

Beyond our Father’s reach,

And though we stumble into hell,

Its ramparts He will breach.

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The Lord above is Lord always

And evermore shall be.

His right hand and his holy arm

Have gained the victory.

Sing Hallelujah on the harp,

Sound the trumpet and the horn,

For God is God all powerful;

In Him we are reborn.

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Give thanks, give thanks to God always!

What else have we to give?

Our hearts are made for praising Him

And in his Son we live.

For God has given all for us

Through Christ his only son,

The First Fruit of his harvest yield;

Through faith in him we we’re one.

More Clip-on Earrings

Seasonal Clip-ons

Today my husband and I grabbed our passports and crossed over the bridge from Johnstown, Ontario to Ogdensburg, New York.  I was on a mission to find a dress pattern for an 1812 costume and findings for more clip-on earrings.   My husband wanted to fill up our gas tank.  We headed first to the Joanne store where I was thrilled to discover the very things I was looking for and more.  I bought up all the remaining packages of clip-on backs.  I was looking for the silvery kind, but only found one package of them.  The rest were gold coloured.  Then I pored over the buttons and found a bag of pumpkins, two bags of Christmas buttons, a card of two Santa head buttons, some shamrocks and a pretty pair of violet flowers I couldn’t resist.  I would have liked to fill up my basket, because there were some cute daisy buttons, some pansies, a bag of snowflakes and one of cute ghosts.  As it was, I managed to find a white paint pen that I needed too.  The dress pattern took a bit longer but it was in the Burda pattern book as a “Josephine” gown (otherwise known as Regency).  I didn’t need material, because I am planning to use an old sheet set  that has been sitting in my linen closet.  I will post a picture of it when it is finished.

As soon as I got home, I took out my wire cutters and took the loops off the backs of the buttons.  Then I heated up my glue gun and went to work making my earrings.  The ones pictured above are the result.  I am very pleased with how they turned out and can’t wait to wear my pumpkins for Thanksgiving (Oct. 8 here in Canada) and for Halloween.