November 23, 2008

TomTom ONE 125 GPS

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As the world’s largest navigational providers, TomTom has been an inovator in producing all-in-one devices to help everyone get around easier. And the TomTom ONE 125 GPS is no different. Small enough to put in your pocket, the TomTom 125 has all the features you could want in a nav system.

Some of the features of this unit include:

  • Easy to Use right out of the box
  • Clear Directions from the sensitive touchscreen display with turn by turn spoken directions
  • Latest Map Guarantee means if a new map is released within 30 days of purchase, you can download it for free from TomTom HOME
  • TomTom Map Share lets you instantly modify street names, street direction and POIs on your own device and benefit from others’ corrections
  • "Help Me!” Emergency Menu gives one-touch access to local emergency providers such as police, fire stations and hospitals
  • Preloaded Complete Maps of the US with TeleAtlas data
  • EasyPort mount is foldable and slim for easy portability
  • POI icons easily find gas stations, restaurants, hotels and more along your route. Customize by adding your own points of interest
  • TomTom HOME free software is a landing page for your TomTom on your computer that ensures that your TomTom is always up-to-date and access additional features
  • QuickGPSfix speeds up the time it takes to fix your GPS position to help you drive off more quickly
  • Traffic-Capable with optional RDS-TMC traffic receiver accessory keeps you up-to-date on traffic events to minimize potential delays
  • Daily Fuel Prices, available as an optional service, finds the lowest priced gas on your route.
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Source: In The Spot Light Today

Jeff Hardy Found Unconscious

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WWE have posted a news item on their website claiming that Jeff Hardy was found unconscious in a stairwell in his hotel in Boston.

According to WWE, Hardy is currently at an undisclosed hospital receiving treatment. However, the posting of the news has led fans to debate whether this really happened, or if this is part of the storyline heading into his title match against Triple H and Vladimir Kozlov at tonight's Survivor Series.

Hardy has failed the Wellness Programme twice before, and a third failure would result in him being fired by the company. This isn't to say that drugs or any other illegal substance would have played a part in falling unconscious, but having a past look at Hardy's history, it seems to be likely.

Going on the theory that this is a work, however, and it would be a very cruel work to play on his fan's emotions, then you'd guess that Hardy might have been attacked in his hotel, possibly by Kozlov, maybe Triple H (though that would go against his character), or maybe even someone else...possibly Edge, though that would be a bit of a stretch, seeing as it was The Undertaker who sent him to hell rather than Hardy.

Still it remains to be seen what Hardy's true status is, and if we don't hear anything before tonight's PPV, it's likely it's all storyline, and we'll be entertained by the outcome. If not, then it remains to be seen where Hardy's future lies, and if it results in the end of his WWE career.

We'll just have to wait and see.

Source: Bleacher Report

Samsung L700

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Minimalist style enhanced by 3G


Samsung’s new SGH-L700 is the manifestation of minimalist beauty. Decked out with a large display, ergonomic keypad, and a wealth of multimedia features, the sleek bar-style mobile easily offers the easy-to-use functionality, high-quality performance, and zippy connections that today’s sophisticates require as well as the cutting-edge look they desire.

The look you desire

More than just a convenient high-tech device, the SGH-L700 mobile acts as an extension to your personal style statement. Redefining the look of modern mobility, the SGH-L700 uses premium materials including brushed stainless steel to evoke a look of sophistication achieved by only the highest tier of products. The simplicity of its form factor, the minimalist aesthetic and the ergonomic design combine to create a mobile that is truly a sight to behold.

Memories: A moment to capture, a lifetime to remember

Snap photos whenever you want with the mobile’s handy 2 Megapixel camera. Enhanced features including Flash LED and various picture taking modes help to enhance your mobile photography experience. But life doesn’t stand still, and neither do your memories. Capture video footage with your mobile. A pleasure to watch on your phone’s 2.1” screen or share with friends via MMS, the SGH-L700’ photos and videos freeze-frame your memories forever.

Acoustic entertainment on the go

Music lovers never want to be caught without their tunes, and thanks to the SGH-L700’s embedded multi-format music player, they never need to be. The microSD keeps favorite songs close at hand, or for a little variety, you can tune into FM radio. An entertaining companion that stands by your side, the SGH-L700 puts a little music in your mobile life.




Source: Nordic.samsungmobile.com

Dr Pepper joins NAIA championship sponsors

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Dr Pepper has been named the exclusive lead sparkling beverage for the NAIA national football championship to be played in Rome. An agreement between the company and the NAIA Championship Host Committee was announced this morning.

"Dr Pepper will have a very visible presence throughout the NAIA Football National Championship, most especially on game day," said Host Committee Co-Chair Bob Berry. "Their logos will be prominently placed on the field and throughout the stadium; everyone will know of their support for the championship effort here in Rome and Floyd County. We greatly appreciate the support of Dr Pepper and Coca-Cola Enterprise distributed brands."

The championship game is hosted by Shorter College, the City of Rome, and Floyd County. The game will begin at noon on Saturday, Dec. 20, at Barron Stadium. Tickets may be purchased online at NAIANationalChampionship.com.

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For questions, call the Shorter College Box Office at 706-233-7288.

Source: Mywebpal.com

The "Heart Attack Grill"

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A restaurant in Chandler, Arizona, represents virtually every principle of Killer Branding. Called the Heart Attack Grille, it features really good tasing food, that is absolutely bad for your arteries. The expectation and the downside of the expectation are both clear as a bell. The alignment is awesome from the Single Bypass Burger (one patty) to the Quadruple Bypass burger (four patties). Burgers don’t even have lettuce. In fact, no green food in restaurant at all.

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The manager is dressed like a physician and carries a stethoscope as do the waitresses who are all dressed as nurses. Since the clientele is almost all male of course, the nurses outfits are more interesting than found in a hospital.

This is a perfect brand construct. The name, Heart Attack Grill tells you exactly what they serve and allows you to self-select yourself as a target customer or not. And nothing on the menu is off-strategy with everything in the restaurant itself perfectly aligned to the expection and the name.




Source: Grumpy News

Anna Mulle Piiskaa - Apulanta

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Minä haluan sinut tänne
Missä poliisi on ystävämme
Ja ne sanoo sinä et ole yksin
Ja ne sanoo ja ne sanoo niin

Piiskaa hei beibi anna mulle
Piiskaa hei beibi anna mulle
Piiskaa hei beibi teethän mulle niin

Sitä samaa minun radio soittaa
Kuinka lopultakin elämä voittaa
Jane sanoo sinä olet kauhein
Ja ne sanoo ja ne sanoo niin

Piiskaa hei beibi anna mulle
Piiskaa hei beibi anna mulle
Piiskaa hei beibi teethän mulle niin

Ei oven takana sinua odota
Iloinen ystävä kädessään kukkia
Ei oven takana sinua odota
Lämmintä syliä ilman nauloja


Brenden Foster dies

Eleven year old Brenden Foster died this day of Friday, 21 November 2008, but throughout this world he will be remembered always. His darkest hour was his brightest light. This is a story as much of his words as it is of his deeds.

His dying wish was to help the homeless. "They're probably starving, so give 'em a chance, food and water." It has become a national movement. He wasn't afraid to die. He had said that he just wanted to make a difference, before his time came. And he did!

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He was a regular kid, who wanted to become marine photographer. Some time ago had been diagnosed with leukemia. As death was staring him in his face, it’s others that he was thinking about. The homeless caught Brenden's heartfelt attention. He had said, "Well, I was getting back from one of my appointments and I saw this big thing full of homeless people and then I thought. I should just get them something." That the country, even the world responded, he said, "I think that is great. You think that's great?"

He had one more wish, and that was to sprinkle wildflower seeds to save the bees. He had heard that the bees were dying off. His wish was answered by a retired pilot who asked his flying friends to sprinkle wild flower seeds around the world on Brenden's behalf.

He spoke with the wisdom of ages. Of that which made him feel sad, he had said was, "When someone gives up." His advice was, "Follow your dreams. Don't let anything stop you." Asked what he thought the best things in life are, he said, "Just having one."

If we can learn anything in this life, we can be inspired to do so by this young man.

Three years ago, doctors diagnosed Brenden with leukemia. His body may have been held back but his spirit excelled far beyond the dreams of most of us. On death, "It happens. It's natural," He said.

"I should be gone in a week or so", he had said. "I had a great time. And until my time comes, I'm going to keep having a great time," he said. I heard that he saw angels coming for him three times in the night before he left us. Then Brenden took his darkest hour and turned it into the brightest of light that truly can inspire the world.




Source: Opednews.com

James Bond-style gyrocopter experience at Rufforth

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As Bond fever sweeps the nation adventurous residents in York and North Yorkshire are being given the chance to step into his shoes and take to the skies in true 007 style.

The gyrocopter was first made famous by Sean Connery’s spy in the cockpit of “Little Nellie” as he took on the bad guys in You Only Live Twice.

Now, to coincide with the latest outing Quantum of Solace, events company Spice Yorkshire and flying company The Gyrocopter Experience have teamed up to create Bond days at Rufforth Airfield.

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Scott Armstrong, head of content at The Press, donned his flight suit for the launch, flying over York Racecourse, Bishopthorpe Palace and along the River Ouse at up to 80mph.

He said: “It was a thrilling experience to be flying around the city.

“I’ve seen York from the wheel but this was such a spectacular view because you can fly surprisingly low.”

For more information contact spiceyorks.com or thegyrocopterexperience.co.uk

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Source: Thepress.co.uk

2008 Philadelphia Marathon

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An estimated 18000 runners are expected to participate in today's 2008 Philadelphia Marathon, which starts at 7am at 22nd & Benjamin Franklin Parkway in the city of Philadelphia, PA. The event is sold out and weather is looking perfect for the race. Current morning temps are expected to be in the low 40's with around 50% humidity. Skies are expected to be mostly cloudy throughout race day. The Philadelphia Marathon is considered a Boston Qualifier, and it's likely a number of qualifiers from Philly will head to the 2008 Boston Marathon.

The race officially begins at 7:00 a.m. on Sunday, November 23rd, 2008. The course is sanctioned by USA Track & Field, and is 26.2 miles. Runners will have the experience of culture and colonial history while running through the great city of Philadelphia. The race goes along Ben Franklin Parkway onto Arch street and through Chinatown. Other major streets include Columbus Blvd., Chestnut Street, 34th Street, MLK Drive, Kelly Drive, and Main Street. The race passes the National Constitution Center, City Hall, the Philadelphia Zoo, Memorial Hall, the Schuylkill River, and other major landmarks. A 2008 Philadelphia Marathon Map can be found here. Check locally for information related to street closures, detours, and changes in parking locations on race day.

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Besides the map link provided above, there is a detailed Marathon and Half Marathon Course Map in Adobe pdf format here.

Photos from the 15th Anniversary Philadelphia Marathon will be loaded to Flickr at the end of race day, and throughout the next few days. Check Flickr tags philadelphia marathon and philadelphia marathon 2008 for race related photos. Anyone taking photos at the marathon is asked to tag them using the above tags. Participants will be grateful.

There are Cheer Zones set up along the race course, which are action-packed locations that provide spectators the full experience of the Marathon atmosphere. It's a great place to demonstrate encouragement and support for ones favorite runners. An estimated 27 different Cheer Zones are positioned along the course, including 4th & Arch Streets at Mile 1, 34th & Chestnut Streets at Mile 7.5, MLK Drive & Sweet Briar Drive at Mile 10, Hunting Park Drive & Kelly Drive at Mile 17, Kelly Drive & Fountain Green Drive at Mile 15 & Mile 23, and many others.

Be sure to visit www.philadelphiamarathon.com, the official marathon website, for videos and 2008 Philadelphia Marathon results.

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Congratulations to all race participants and volunteers and thank you to the local Philadelphia chiropractors that have helped prepare runners for today's race.

Source: Planetc1.com

Thanksgiving Poems

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The Old-Fashioned Thanksgiving

(Edgar Albert Guest, 1881-1959)

It may be I am getting old and like too much to dwell
Upon the days of bygone years, the days I loved so well;
But thinking of them now I wish somehow that I could know
A simple old Thanksgiving Day, like those of long ago,
When all the family gathered round a table richly spread,
With little Jamie at the foot and grandpa at the head,
The youngest of us all to greet the oldest with a smile,
With mother running in and out and laughing all the while.

It may be I'm old-fashioned, but it seems to me to-day
We're too much bent on having fun to take the time to pray;
Each little family grows up with fashions of its own;
It lives within a world itself and wants to be alone.
It has its special pleasures, its circle, too, of friends;
There are no get-together days; each one his journey wends,
Pursuing what he likes the best in his particular way,
Letting the others do the same upon Thanksgiving Day.

I like the olden way the best, when relatives were glad
To meet the way they used to do when I was but a lad;
The old home was a rendezvous for all our kith and kin,
And whether living far or near they all came trooping in
With shouts of "Hello, daddy!" as they fairly stormed the place
And made a rush for mother, who would stop to wipe her face
Upon her gingham apron before she kissed them all,
Hugging them proudly to her breast, the grownups and the small.

Then laughter rang throughout the home, and, Oh, the jokes they told;
From Boston, Frank brought new ones, but father sprang the old;
All afternoon we chatted, telling what we hoped to do,
The struggles we were making and the hardships we'd gone through;
We gathered round the fireside. How fast the hours would fly--
It seemed before we'd settled down 'twas time to say good-bye.
Those were the glad Thanksgivings, the old-time families knew
When relatives could still be friends and every heart was true.

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Thanksgiving

The year has turned its circle,
The seasons come and go.
The harvest all is gathered in
And chilly north winds blow.
Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain,
So open wide the doorway~
Thanksgiving comes again!
~Old Rhyme

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After Apple-Picking

By Robert Frost

My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
Toward heaven still,
And there's a barrel that I didn't fill
Beside it, and there may be two or three
Apples I didn't pick upon some bough.
But I am done with apple-picking now.
Essence of winter sleep is on the night,
The scent of apples: I am drowsing off.
I cannot rub the strangeness from my sight
I got from looking through a pane of glass
I skimmed this morning from the drinking trough
And held against the world of hoary grass.
It melted, and I let it fall and break.
But I was well

Upon my way to sleep before it fell,
And I could tell
What form my dreaming was about to take.
Magnified apples appear and disappear,
Stem end and blossom end,
And every fleck of russet showing dear.
My instep arch not only keeps the ache,
It keeps the pressure of a ladder-round.
I feel the ladder sway as the boughs bend.
And I keep hearing from the cellar bin
The rumbling sound
Of load on load of apples coming in.
For I have had too much
Of apple-picking: I am overtired
Of the great harvest I myself desired.
There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch,
Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall.
For all
That struck the earth,
No matter if not bruised or spiked with stubble,
Went surely to the cider-apple heap
As of no worth.
One can see what will trouble
This sleep of mine, whatever sleep it is.
Were he not gone,
The woodchuck could say whether it's like his
Long sleep, as I describe its coming on,
Or just some human sleep.

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All in a Word

By Aileen Fisher

T for time to be together, turkey, talk, and tangy weather.
H for harvest stored away, home, and hearth, and holiday.
A for autumn's frosty art, and abundance in the heart.
N for neighbors, and November, nice things, new things to remember.
K for kitchen, kettles' croon, kith and kin expected soon.
S for sizzles, sights, and sounds, and something special that abounds.
That spells ~~~THANKS---for joy in living and a jolly good Thanksgiving.

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At Grandma's House

I like the taste of turkey
Any time throughout the year
But it never
seems to taste as good
As when Thanksgiving's here.

Could be it's all the trimmings
That are cooked with it to eat-
But I think it's
eating at Grandma's house
That makes it such a treat!

~Author Unknown

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A Turkey Speaks

I have never understood
why anyone would
roast the turkey
and shuck the clams
and crisp the croutons
and shell the peas
and candy the sweets
and compote the cranberries
and bake the pies
and clear the table
and wash the dishes
and fall into bed
when they could sit back
and enjoy a hamburger.

~Author Unknown

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Ballad of the Mayflower

By Linda G. Paulsen

There was a ship, Mayflower by name; Hey, Ho~
Took a trip, she crossed the main; Hey, Ho~
Full of people seeking peace,
Praying for freedom to increase;
Hey, Ho, Dee-o, Dee-o! The Pilgrims came to Plymouth Rock; Hey, Ho~
Simple people, strudy stock; Hey, Ho~
To be free they crossed the sea,
Thanked the Lord on bended knee; Hey, Ho, Dee-o, Dee-o!
How when the crops were gathered in; Hey, Ho~
A dinner party did begin; Hey, Ho~
Pilgrims, Indians, pumpkin pie, Turkey, venison, corn, oh my!
Hey, Ho, Dee-o, Dee-o! Bet you thought my song was done; Hey, Ho~
But I've really just begun; Hey, Ho~
Ever since that autumn day,
Thanksgiving has been here to stay, Hey, Ho, Dee-o, Dee-o!

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First Thanksgiving

Venison for stew and roasting,
Oysters in the ashes toasting,
Geese done to a turn,
Berries (dried) and wild grapes (seeded)
Mixed with dough and gently kneaded~
What a feast to earn! Indian corn in strange disguises,
Ash cakes, hoe cakes (many sizes),
Kernels roasted brown...
After months of frugal living
What a welcome first Thanksgiving
There in Plymouth town.

~By Aileen Fisher

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Giving Thanks

For the hay and the corn and the wheat that is reaped,
For the labor well done, and the barns that are heaped,
For the sun and the dew and the sweet honeycomb,
For the rose and the song and the harvest brought home --
Thanksgiving! Thanksgiving!

For the trade and the skill and the wealth in our land,
For the cunning and strength of the workingman's hand,
For the good that our artists and poets have taught,
For the friendship that hope and affection have brought --
Thanksgiving! Thanksgiving!

For the homes that with purest affection are blest,
For the season of plenty and well-deserved rest,
For our country extending from sea unto sea;
The land that is known as the "Land of the Free" --
Thanksgiving! Thanksgiving!

~Author Unknown

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Heroes of Faith

by Edgar De Witt Jones

By faith the voyaging Mayflower embarked
from Old England and found harbor off the
bleak New England shores.

By faith the Pilgrim Fathers set up a government
on a new continent dedicated to God and
inspired by a desire to do his will on earth as it is
done in heaven.

By faith Thomas Jefferson was stirred to strike a
blow for political independence and wrote the
thrilling document that declared that all men are
created equal and endowed with certain
inalienable rights.

By faith he said, "Love your neighbor as
yourself and your country more than yourself."

By faith George Washington left his spacious
mansion at Mount Vernon and espoused the
cause of the tax-burdened colonists.

By faith he forsook ease and comfort, choosing
rather to suffer hardship with his men at Valley
Forge than to enjoy the favor of a king.

By faith he became the President of the newly
born republic and endured as seeing Him who is
invisible.

By faith Alexander Hamilton established the
financial credit of the nation. In the eloquent
words of Daniel Webster: "He touched the
corpse of public credit and it sprang into life.
He smote the rock of national resources and
abundant streams of revenue flowed."

By faith James Madison gave richly of his
scholarly mind to form the Federal Constitution.

By faith Andrew Jackson fought the battle of the
impoverished and underprivileged many against
the privileged few.

By faith Abraham Lincoln bore the awful burden
of four purgatorial years seeking to preserve the
Federal Union.

By faith he carried a dreadful war to its
conclusion without hate in his heart, saying, "I
have not only suffered for the South, I have
suffered with the South."

By faith Woodrow Wilson in the dreadful
heartbreak of a world war dreamed a dream of a
war less world in which the nations should be
leagued together to keep the peace.

By faith he glimpsed that promised land which,
like Moses, he might not enter. And what shall I more say?

For time would fail me if I should tell of that unnumbered host,
the unnamed and obscure citizens who bore
unimagined burdens, sacrificed in silence and
endured nobly, that a government of the people,
for the people, and by the people might not
perish from the earth.

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Holiday Letters

T is for turkey on Thanksgiving Day,
H is for "Hurry, I'm hungry!" we say.
A is for Auntie, she works and she mends,
N is for Native American friends.
K is for kitchen, the oven's on low,
S is for silverware, set in a row.
G is for Grandma, the one we love most,
I is for inside, where we're warm as toast.
V is for vegetables, eat them we try,
I is for icecream on top of the pie.
N is for never do we have enough dressing,
G is for Grandpa, who gives thanks for our blessings.
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The Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers

The breaking waves dash'd high
On a stern and rock-bound coast,
And the woods against a stormy sky
Their giant branches toss'd;

And the heavy night hung dark,
The hills and waters o'er,
When a band of exiles moor'd their bark
On the wild New England shore.

Not as the conqueror comes,
They, the true-hearted, came;
Not with the roll of the stirring drums,
And the trumpet that sings of fame;

Not as the flying come,
In silence and in fear;-
They shook the depths of the desert gloom
With their hymns of lofty cheer.

Amidst the storm they sang,
And the stars heard and the sea:
And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang
To the anthem of the free!

The ocean eagle soar'd
From his nest by the white wave's foam
And the rocking pines of the forest roar'd-
This was their welcome home!

There were men with hoary hair
Amidst that pilgrim band:-
Why had they come to wither there,
Away from their childhood's land?

There was woman's fearless eye,
Lit by her deep love's truth;
There was manhood's brow serenely high,
And the fiery heart of youth.

What sought they thus afar?
Bright jewels of the mine?
The wealth of seas, the spoils of war?
They sought a faith's pure shrine!

Ay, call it holy ground,
The soil where first they trode.
They have left unstained, what there they found
Freedom to worship God.

~Felicia Dorothea Hemans
1826

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Nature XXVII, Autumn

The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry's cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.

The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I'll put a trinket on.

~Emily Dickinson

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Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold,

Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

~Robert Frost

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Ode to Autumn

By John Keats

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;
To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep,
Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers;
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cider-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,---
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir, the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft,
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

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Over the River

(Thanksgiving Day)

Over the river and through the wood
To Grandmother's house we go.
The horse knows the way
To carry the sleigh
Through white and drifted snow.

Over the river and through the wood
Oh, how the wind does blow!
It stings the toes
And bites the nose,
As over the ground we go.

Over the river and through the wood
To have a first-rate play.
Hear the bells ring,
Ting-a-ling-ling!
Hurrah forThanksgiving Day!

Over the river and through the wood,
Trot fast, my dapple gray!
Spring over the ground
Like a hunting hound,
For this is Thanksgiving Day.

Over the river and through the wood,
And straight through the barnyard gate.
We seem to go
Extremely slow~
It is so hard to wait!

Over the river and through the wood~
Now Grandmother's cap I spy!
Hurrah for fun!
Is the pudding done?
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!

By Linda Maria Child

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Song of the Pilgrims

By Nancy Sue Krenrich

Across the rolling, wind-swept sea
For months we've sailed along,
I see a land that's new to me
Against the blue horizon.

Oh, beautiful land of freedom born,
I've come across the sea
To reap your fruits and build my home,
And make my people free.
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Thanksgiving Day

One day is there of the series
Termed Thanksgiving day,
Celebrated part at table,
Part in memory.

Neither patriarch nor pussy,
I dissect the play;
Seems it, to my hooded thinking,
Reflex holiday.

Had there been no sharp subtraction
From the early sum,
Not an acre or a caption
Where was once a room,

Not a mention, whose small pebble
Wrinkled any bay,--
Unto such, were such assembly,
'T were Thanksgiving day.

~Emily Dickinson

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Thanksgiving

Pilgrims
move among us.
Silent, their gray lips mouth
prayers for the bountiful fields of
autumn. Feathered
Indians stand
tall in quiet corners
invoking harvest home in a
strange tongue. This is
our Thanksgiving.
Gathered together, we
are visited by the grace of
old guests.

~Myra Cohn Livingston
From the book, "Celebrations"

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A Thanksgiving Alphabet

T...Turkeys, tablespreads, being together,
H...Happiness and homes to protect us from all weather,
A...Aunts and uncles, a reunion in Fall,
N...Nieces and nephews, family members all!
K...Kind-hearted kin coming over for dinner,
S...Surely you'll have fun, but you won't get thinner!
G...Gourds and pumpkins, mouths open wide.
I...Indians and Pilgrims we remember with pride.
V...Very special times-there could even be snow.
I...Imagine what it was like at Plymouth long ago.
N...Never forget how the settlers led the way,
G...Giving thanks and blessing this special day.

Author Unknown

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The Thanksgiving Day Parade

By Jack Prelutsky

Thanksgiving Day is here today,
the great parade is under way,
and though it's drizzling quite a bit,
I'm sure that I'll see all of it.

Great balloons are floating by,
cartoon creatures stories high,
Mickey Mouse and Mother Goose,
Snoopy and a mammoth moose.

Humpty Dumpty, Smokey Bear
hover in the autumn air,
through the windy skies they sway,
I hope that they don't blow away.

Here comes Santa, shaking hands
as he waddles by the stands.
It's so much fun, I don't complain
when now it really starts to rain.

The bands are marching, here they come,
pipers pipe and drummers drum,
hear the tubas and the flutes,
see the clowns in silly suits.

It's pouring now, but not on me,
I'm just as dry as I can be,
I watch and watch, but don't get wet,
I'm watching on our TV set.

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When Father Carves the Duck

We all look on with anxious eyes
When father carves the duck,
And mother almost always sighs
When father carves the duck;

Then all of us prepare to rise,
And hold our bibs before our eyes,
And be prepared for some surprise,
When father carves the duck.

He braces up and grabs a fork
Whene'er he carves a duck,
And won't allow a soul to talk
Until he's carved the duck.

The fork is jabbed into the sides,
Across the breast the knife he slides,
While every careful person hides
From flying chips of duck.

The platter's always sure to slip
When father carves a duck,
And how it makes the dishes skip!
Potatoes fly amuck!

The squash and cabbage leap in space,
We get some gravy in our face,
And father mutters a Hindoo grace
Whene'er he carves a duck.

We then have learned to walk around
The dining room and pluck
From off the window-sills and walls
Our share of father's duck.

While father growls and blows and jaws
And swears the knife was full of flaws,
And mother laughs at him because
He couldn't carve a duck.

~By E. V. Wright

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Funny Bird

(Author Unknown)

A turkey is a funny bird,
Its head goes wobble, wobble,
All it knows is just one word,
"Gobble, gobble, gobble."

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Turkey Warning

(Author Unknown)

Tell me, Mr. Turkey,
Don't you feel afraid
When you hear us talking
'Bout the plans we've made?

Can't you hear us telling
How we're going to eat
Cranberries and stuffing
With our turkey meat?

Turkey, heed my warning:
Better fly away;
Or you will be sorry
On Thanksgiving day.

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Thanksgiving Time

(Author Unknown)

When all the leaves are off the boughs,
And nuts and apples gathered in,
And cornstalks waiting for the cows,
And pumpkins safe in barn and bin,
Then Mother says, "My children dear,
The fields are brown, and autumn flies;
Thanksgiving Day is very near,
And we must make thanksgiving pies!"

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Thanksgiving

(Edgar Albert Guest, 1881-1959)

Gettin' together to smile an' rejoice,
An' eatin' an' laughin' with folks of your choice;
An' kissin' the girls an' declarin' that they
Are growin more beautiful day after day;
Chattin' an' braggin' a bit with the men,
Buildin' the old family circle again;
Livin' the wholesome an' old-fashioned cheer,
Just for awhile at the end of the year.

Greetings fly fast as we crowd through the door
And under the old roof we gather once more
Just as we did when the youngsters were small;
Mother's a little bit grayer, that's all.
Father's a little bit older, but still
Ready to romp an' to laugh with a will.
Here we are back at the table again
Tellin' our stories as women an men.

Bowed are our heads for a moment in prayer;
Oh, but we're grateful an' glad to be there.
Home from the east land an' home from the west,
Home with the folks that are dearest an' best.
Out of the sham of the cities afar
We've come for a time to be just what we are.
Here we can talk of ourselves an' be frank,
Forgettin' position an' station an' rank.

Give me the end of the year an' its fun
When most of the plannin' an' toilin' is done;
Bring all the wanderers home to the nest,
Let me sit down with the ones I love best,
Hear the old voices still ringin' with song,
See the old faces unblemished by wrong,
See the old table with all of its chairs
An I'll put soul in my Thanksgivin' prayers.

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The Pumpkin

Verses 3-5

(John Greenleaf Whittier)

Ah! on Thanksgiving day, when from East and from West,
From North and from South comes the pilgrim and guest;
When the gray-haired New Englander sees round his board
The old broken links of affection restored;
When the care-wearied man seeks his mother once more,
And the worn matron smiles where the girl smiled before;
What moistens the lip and what brightens the eye,
What calls back the past, like the rich Pumpkin pie?

Oh, fruit loved of boyhood! the old days recalling,
When wood-grapes were purpling and brown nuts were falling!
When wild, ugly faces we carved in its skin,
Glaring out through the dark with a candle within!
When we laughed round the corn-heap, with hearts all in tune,
Our chair a broad pumpkin,---our lantern the moon,
Telling tales of the fairy who travelled like steam
In a pumpkin-shell coach, with two rats for her team!

Then thanks for thy present! none sweeter or better
E'er smoked from an oven or circled a platter!
Fairer hands never wrought at a pastry more fine,
Brighter eyes never watched o'er its baking, than thine!
And the prayer, which my mouth is too full to express,
Swells my heart that thy shadow may never be less,
That the days of thy lot may be lengthened below,
And the fame of thy worth like a pumpkin-vine grow,
And thy life be as sweet, and its last sunset sky
Golden-tinted and fair as thy own Pumpkin pie!

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Thoughts of Thanksgiving

(Charles Frederick White)

Thanksgiving day is coming soon,
That long remembered day
When nature gives her blessed boon
To all America.

On that glad day, in all our land,
The people, in their wake,
Give thanks to God, whose mighty hand
Deals blessings good and great.

The roast goose, steaming on the plate,
The sweet potato cobbler,
The cranberry sauce, the pudding baked,
The seasoned turkey gobbler,­

All these delights and many more,
From north, south, west and east,
Do all the nation keep in store
For this Thanksgiving feast.

Alas, for those who are denied
This blessed boon of God!
May all the needy be supplied
Like Israel by the rod.

Nov., 1895

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Harvest

(John Charles McNeill, 1874-1907)

Cows in the stall and sheep in the fold;
Clouds in the west, deep crimson and gold;
A heron's far flight to a roost somewhere;
The twitter of killdees keen in the air;
The noise of a wagon that jolts through the gloam
On the last load home.

There are lights in the windows; a blue spire of smoke
Climbs from the grange grove of elm and oak.
The smell of the Earth, where the night pours to her
Its dewy libation, is sweeter than myrrh,
And an incense to Toil is the smell of the loam
On the last load home.

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Thanksgiving

(Lizelia Augusta Jenkins Moorer)

Let us give thanks to God above,
Thanks for expressions of His love,
Seen in the book of nature, grand
Taught by His love on every hand.

Let us be thankful in our hearts,
Thankful for all the truth imparts,
For the religion of our Lord,
All that is taught us in His word.

Let us be thankful for a land,
That will for such religion stand;
One that protects it by the law,
One that before it stands in awe.

Thankful for all things let us be,
Though there be woes and misery;
Lessons they bring us for our good-
Later 'twill all be understood.

Thankful for peace o'er land and sea,
Thankful for signs of liberty,
Thankful for homes, for life and health,
Pleasure and plenty, fame and wealth.

Thankful for friends and loved ones, too,
Thankful for all things, good and true,
Thankful for harvest in the fall,
Thankful to Him who gave it all.

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The Feast-time of the Year

(Dora Read Goodale)

This is the feast-time of the year,
When plenty pours her wine of cheer,
And even humble boards may spare
To poorer poor a kindly share.
While bursting barns and granaries know
A richer, fuller overflow.
And they who dwell in golden ease
Blest without toil, yet toil to please.

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Singing, the Reapers Homeward Come

(Author Unknown)

Singing, the reapers homeward come, Io! Io!
Merrily singing the harvest home, Io! Io!
Along the field, along the road,
Where autumn is scattering leaves abroad,
Homeward cometh the ripe last load, Io! Io!

Singers are filling the twilight dim
With cheerful song, Io! Io!
The spirit of song ascends to Him
Who causeth the corn to grow.
He freely sent the gentle rain,
The summer sun glorified hill and plain,
To golden perfection brought the grain, Io! Io!

Silently, nightly, fell the dew,
Gently the rain, Io! Io!
But who can tell how the green corn grew,
Or who beheld it grow?
Oh! God the good, in sun and rain,
He looked on the flourishing fields and grain,
Till they all appeared on hill and plain
Like living gold, Io! Io!
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