20 yrs ago William S. Burroughs gave a Thanksgiving Prayer

The only Beat poet who meant a damn, William S. Burroughs laid it out two decades ago in a poem that even Michael Richards would enjoy, if he had a penchant for actual sarcasm.

LAist dares you to deliver this "prayer" before you dig in tonight.

Full text of the classic after the jump. h/t Wonkette

Thanks for the wild turkey and
the passenger pigeons, destined
to be shit out through wholesome
American guts.

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Thanks for a continent to despoil
and poison.

Thanks for Indians to provide a
modicum of challenge and
danger.

Thanks for vast herds of bison to
kill and skin leaving the
carcasses to rot.

Thanks for bounties on wolves
and coyotes.

Thanks for the American dream,
To vulgarize and to falsify until
the bare lies shine through.

Thanks for the KKK.

For nigger-killin' lawmen,
feelin' their notches.

For decent church-goin' women,
with their mean, pinched, bitter,
evil faces.

Thanks for "Kill a Queer for
Christ" stickers.

Thanks for laboratory AIDS.

Thanks for Prohibition and the
war against drugs.

Thanks for a country where
nobody's allowed to mind the
own business.

Thanks for a nation of finks.

Yes, thanks for all the
memories-- all right let's see
your arms!

You always were a headache and
you always were a bore.

Thanks for the last and greatest
betrayal of the last and greatest
of human dreams.

- William S. Burroughs