On a sunny November day,
The Andover Pilgrims came to lay
A feast for their native friends
Of porridge, corn, and cookies from their dens.
The natives looked with surprise and joy
before asking, “Wait, does this have soy?”
They needed something to quench their thirst,
Perhaps, a drink containing a sugary burst.
They went to buy a coke,
Only to find their Susie’s was a joke.
Not deterred and still merry,
They decided on a blended berry—
Full of gladness and with a big grin,
They hurried back to sign in.
(The day was a total success
But nonetheless work it was time to address).
Thus concluded the first Andover Thanksgiving,
And set the precedent for living
In the Den every weekend night,
Wond’ring if coming here was right.
(as told by Alex Bernhard).
