1891 - Another Heartfelt Ode to the Thanksgiving Pumpkin Pie!

I like this!  Of course, I may be partial to a poem the uses the botanical name for the pumpkin :-)

THAT THANKSGIVING DINNER.
How dear to our hearts is the Thanksgiving dinner,
As fond recollections presents it to view,
When father‘d come home from the raffle a winner,
And bring along with him a gobbler or two.
Ah, then in the kitchen was hurry and bustle,
Sis weeping at having the onions to shell,
And mother just making the whole of us hustle
To hasten the dinner that filled us so well;
The Thanksgiving dinner, the gorge‘us old dinner.
The big turkey dinner that filled us so well.

Oh, how can I all the ingredients measure
That dear bill of lading prescribed as our store,
The turk and his mystic abdominal treasure,
The beans and the giblets, the gravy galore,
The cider we brought in a jug from the depot,
The truck agricultural none could excel,
And ah! the lush fruit of Curcurbita pepo—
The dear pumpkin pies that we garnered so well!
Yum, yum, what a dinner! That turk and punk dinner!
That Thanksgiving dinner that crammed us so well!

                                                                                                 —Boston Courier.

I don't know about you, but the line "That turk and punk dinner" surprised me.  I don't know why exactly, but it seemed a more casual playfulness with words than I expected folks in 1891 used!