Just simply turn it from war to piece
Dear President,
I am but a humble turkey. I am a working man, and I have children to feed. I beg of you to pardon me, so that I may raise my sons to be your next feast. Take them, not me! My bones are old, and my flesh rots, but my sons-- maybe they are to your liking. But please- pardon me so that I might be able to save my daughter and my wife! Do not let the turkey species go extinct!
-Your favorite turkey, Turk.
Answer:
Mrs. Putnam has been made desperate by the deaths of her seven babies, and, now, her sole living child has been growing unwell. She is panicked by the thought that she could lose her one daughter, and she needs to find a reason for her losses; she needs there to be a reason.
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Hope that helps
Answer:
'gives'
Explanation:
The word "gives" is the only verb within this sentence.
