The Pilgrims Came.

by Annette Wynn

The pilgvims came across the sea,
And never thought of you and me;
And yet it’s very strange the wuy
We think of them Thanksiuinq Day.

[Read the original. Newton Poetry will be taking a well-deserved Thanksgiving break. May you cook your sweet potatoes with grit and splendor, and may you use your MessagePad for all your recipes.]

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  1. I googled this poem by Annette Wynn just now; I learned the single verse in first grade, 62 years ago.

  2. I’ll be darned. Thanks for sharing, Dave. And I’ll bet you pronounced all the words correctly, unlike my Newton.

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