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      <title>Thanksgiving Mad Libs by Sally Christensen</title>
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      <pubDate>2020-11-22 20:57:57 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Reid     Turkey dinner                                       </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I spent last summer at my grandfather's <strong>Blue</strong> farm. He raises <strong>french Fri's</strong> for local food <strong>potato</strong>. He also grows corn on the <strong>home</strong>, <strong>hard</strong> lettuce and Lima <strong>mashed potatoes</strong>. My favorite place to <strong>run</strong> on the farm is the <strong>crispy</strong> house where grandfather keeps his <strong>grass</strong>. But when I visit in November, there are no <strong>trees</strong>! They are all gone! I anxiously await at the table that Thanksgiving. I see the corn on the <strong>home</strong> and even the Lima <strong>hills</strong>. I am relieved when grandma brings out a <strong>neighbors house</strong> of Thanksgiving dinner!</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Kellen </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The first Thankskgiving was long ago in <strong>3030</strong>, as newly arrived European <strong>geese</strong> and the North American Wampanoag tribe gathered in <strong>stinky</strong> <strong>MC.DONALDS</strong> for a feast. No one knows exactly what was served that day, but wild <strong>fish</strong> was probably on the menu, and <strong>bloody</strong> K<strong>ellen</strong>. The Wampanoag also brought five <strong>murky</strong> <strong>men</strong> to roast over a fir. With no <strong>women</strong> to bake <strong>cacti</strong> for dessert, it's possible that they roasted <strong>teal</strong> <strong>shark</strong> or <strong>delightful</strong> <strong>chrome book</strong> over a fire instead, sweetened with some <strong>old</strong> <strong>pizza</strong>.</div><div>&lt; BACK</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-11-23 15:03:54 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Turkey DinnerI spent last summer at my grandfather&#39;s red farm. He raises dogs for local food cats. He also grows corn on the hero, blue lettuce and lima birds. My favorite place to hear on the farm is the yellow house where grandfather keeps his snails. But when I visit in November, there are no rabbits! They are all gone! I anxiously await at the table that Thanksgiving. I see the corn on the baby and even the lima lizards. I am relieved when grandma brings out a sock of Thanksgiving dinner!&lt; BACK</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>By Cameron Kudelka</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-11-23 15:06:16 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Ajitesh</title>
         <author>malla2</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I spent last summer at my grandfather's <strong>Scared</strong> farm. He raises <strong>Turkeys</strong> for local food <strong>Men</strong>. He also grows corn on the <strong>house</strong>, <strong>hot</strong> lettuce and Lima <strong>Ovens</strong>. My favorite place to <strong>save </strong>on the farm is the <strong>amazing</strong> house where grandfather keeps his <strong>Women</strong>. But when I visit in November, there are no <strong>Yarn</strong>! They are all gone! I anxiously await at the table that Thanksgiving. I see the corn on the <strong>suing</strong> and even the Lima <strong>cats</strong>. I am relieved when grandma brings out a <strong>play</strong> of Thanksgiving dinner!</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-11-23 15:07:11 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>amari</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I spent last summer at my grandfather's <strong>favorite</strong> farm. He raises <strong>dogs</strong> for local food <strong>places</strong>. He also grows corn on the <strong>girl</strong>, <strong>colorful</strong> lettuce and lima <strong>goats </strong>. My favorite place to <strong>run</strong> on the farm is the <strong>happy </strong>house where grandfather keeps his <strong>boys</strong>. But when I visit in November, there are no <strong>stones</strong>! They are all gone! I anxiously await at the table that Thanksgiving. I see the corn on the <strong>apple</strong> and even the lima <strong>storms</strong>. I am relieved when grandma brings out a <strong>hot dog</strong> of Thanksgiving dinner!</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-11-23 15:08:12 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Yueun</title>
         <author>songy7</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I spent last summer at my grandfather's <strong>sticky</strong> farm. He raises <strong>airplanes</strong> for local food <strong>notebooks</strong>. He also grows corn on the <strong>slime</strong>, <strong>cool</strong> lettuce and lima <strong>color pencils</strong>. My favorite place to <strong>sit</strong> on the farm is the <strong>squishy</strong> house where grandfather keeps his <strong>stickers</strong>. But when I visit in November, there are no <strong>magnets</strong>! They are all gone! I anxiously await at the table that Thanksgiving. I see the corn on the <strong>pajama</strong> and even the lima <strong>books</strong>. I am relieved when grandma brings out a <strong>pencil sharpener</strong> of Thanksgiving dinner!</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>cos</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The First Thanksgiving<br>The first Thankskgiving was long ago in 9999999999999999999999, as newly arrived European boxes and the North American Wampanoag tribe gathered in stinky video game for a feast. No one knows exactly what was served that day, but wild hanger was probably on the menu, and red cookies. The Wampanoag also brought five smelly lights to roast over a fire. With no shelves to bake elves for dessert, it's possible that they roasted blue cup or hard bathroom over a fire instead, sweetened with some impossible computer</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Azrael R Thompson</title>
         <author>thompsonaz</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>My favorite Thanksgiving food is <strong>smelly</strong> <strong>cup</strong>. I like to eat it with <strong>weak</strong> <strong>Christmas trees</strong> for leftovers, too. One of the best side dishes is <strong>walked</strong> <strong>telivisions</strong>. You take a bunch of <strong>computers</strong>, <strong>game</strong> them, and put them in a big <strong>hat</strong> full of water. Once they're cooked, you add milk and <strong>paper</strong> and <strong>work</strong> until it's all mashed together. Then you pour <strong>humongous</strong> <strong>coffee</strong> over it and enjoy. So tasty!</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-11-23 15:12:13 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>(Jaylyn) Turkey Dinner</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><br>I spent last summer at my grandfather's beautiful farm. He raises horses for local food cats. He also grows corn on the dog, purple lettuce and lima ducks. My favorite place to eat on the farm is the blue house where grandfather keeps his turkeys. But when I visit in November, there are no sheep! They are all gone! I anxiously await at the table that Thanksgiving. I see the corn on the mouse and even the lima chickens. I am relieved when grandma brings out a turkey of Thanksgiving dinner</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-11-23 15:15:56 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>daniel</title>
         <author>ohd2</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I spent last summer at my grandfather's <strong>yummy</strong> farm. He raises <strong>cookies</strong> for local food <strong>pilgams</strong>. He also grows corn on the <strong>plymouth</strong>, <strong>gross</strong> lettuce and lima <strong>popcorn</strong>. My favorite place to <strong>jump</strong> on the farm is the <strong>funny</strong> house where grandfather keeps his <strong>shrimps</strong>. But when I visit in November, there are no <strong>cakes</strong>! They are all gone! I anxiously await at the table that Thanksgiving. I see the corn on the <strong>motherboard</strong> and even the lima <strong>bricks</strong>. I am relieved when grandma brings out a <strong>ball of yarn</strong> of Thanksgiving dinner!</div><div>&lt; BACK</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-11-23 15:20:12 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>peace</title>
         <author>ayanoa</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><br>Turkey Dinner<br><br></div><div>I spent last summer at my grandfather's <strong>delicious</strong> farm. He raises <strong>turkeys</strong> for local food <strong>meats</strong>. He also grows corn on the <strong>plate</strong>, <strong>fast</strong> lettuce and lima <strong>peoples</strong>. My favorite place to <strong>running</strong> on the farm is the <strong>strong</strong> house where grandfather keeps his <strong>peoples</strong>. But when I visit in November, there are no <strong>brownies</strong>! They are all gone! I anxiously await at the table that Thanksgiving. I see the corn on the <strong>table</strong> and even the lima <strong>cakes</strong>. I am relieved when grandma brings out a <strong>chair</strong> of Thanksgiving dinner<br>Turkey Dinner<br><br> <br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-11-23 15:22:18 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Defne Thanksgiving Dinner</title>
         <author>emird</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>My favorite Thanksgiving food is big turkey. I like to eat it with yellow stuffing for leftovers, too. One of the best side dishes is leaped mashed potato . You take a bunch of pumpkin pie, baking them, and put them in a big girl full of water. Once they're cooked, you add milk and mom and drink until it's all mashed together. Then you pour lots of juice over it and enjoy. So tasty!<br><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-11-23 15:23:51 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>peace</title>
         <author>ayanoa</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><br>Turkey Dinner<br><br></div><div>I spent last summer at my grandfather's <strong>delicious</strong> farm. He raises <strong>turkeys</strong> for local food <strong>meats</strong>. He also grows corn on the <strong>plate</strong>, <strong>fast</strong> lettuce and lima <strong>peoples</strong>. My favorite place to <strong>running</strong> on the farm is the <strong>strong</strong> house where grandfather keeps his <strong>peoples</strong>. But when I visit in November, there are no <strong>brownies</strong>! They are all gone! I anxiously await at the table that Thanksgiving. I see the corn on the <strong>table</strong> and even the lima <strong>cakes</strong>. I am relieved when grandma brings out a <strong>chair</strong> of Thanksgiving dinner</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Jacob Kattupalli</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The First Thanksgiving<br><br><br>The First Thanksgiving<br><br></div><div>The first Thankskgiving was long ago in <strong>2000000</strong>, as newly arrived European <strong>jump ropes</strong> and the North American Wampanoag tribe gathered in <strong>blue</strong> <strong>the moon</strong> for a feast. No one knows exactly what was served that day, but wild <strong>athlete</strong> was probably on the menu, and <strong>haughty</strong> <strong>river</strong>. The Wampanoag also brought five <strong>jumpy</strong> <strong>gunmen</strong> to roast over a fire. With no <strong>celebrities</strong> to bake <strong>television stars</strong> for dessert, it's possible that they roasted <strong>cyan</strong> <strong>Jack</strong> or <strong>licking</strong> <strong>Jonathan</strong> over a fire instead, sweetened with some <strong>licking</strong> <strong>porridge</strong>.</div>]]></description>
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         <title>The First Thanksgiving</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>              Erica</div><div>The first Thankskgiving was long ago in <strong>9096</strong>, as newly arrived European <strong>rats </strong>and the North American Wampanoag tribe gathered in <strong>bad</strong> <strong>the mall</strong> for a feast. No one knows exactly what was served that day, but wild <strong>bat</strong> was probably on the menu, and <strong>happy</strong> <strong>kiwi</strong>. The Wampanoag also brought five <strong>good</strong> <strong>foods</strong> to roast over a fire. With no <strong>plates</strong> to bake <strong>beans</strong> for dessert, it's possible that they roasted <strong>blue</strong> <strong>food</strong> or <strong>mad</strong> <strong>brunch</strong> over a fire instead, sweetened with some <strong>weird</strong> <strong>smore</strong>.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-11-23 17:09:23 UTC</pubDate>
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