A Thanksgiving poem by Paris

In the car on the way home from gymnastics tonight Paris was practicing for the program she has at school tomorrow. She began reciting the following poem:

"I am thankful for the turkey
I am thankful for the pie
I am thankful for the corn and bread
I am thankful for the squash I'll try

Now Mommy, this is just a poem I'm saying. I'm not really going to try squash because that's gross.

I am thankful for the toys I have.............."

I'm not sure how the poem ended because I was too busy laughing at her disclaimer to hear what she said. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!