Thursday, November 22, 2007

A Thanksgiving Poem

"Twas the night of Thanksgiving, but I just couldn't sleep.
I tried counting backwards, I tried counting sheep.

The leftovers beckoned. The dark meat and white.
But I fought the temptation with all my might.

Tossing and turning with great anticipation
The thought of a snack became just infatuation.

So, I raced to the kitchen, flung open the door.
And gazed at the fridge, full of goodies galore.

I gobbled up turkey and buttered potatoes,
pickles and carrots. beans and tomatoes.

I felt myself swelling so plump and so round,
'Til all of a sudden, I rose off the ground.

I crashed through the ceiling, floating into the sky
With a mouthful of pudding and a handful of pie.

But, I managed to yell as I soared past the trees...
happy eating to all - pass the cranberries, please.

May your stuffing be tasty, may your turkey be plump.
May your potatoes 'n gravy have nary a lump.

May your yams be delicious, may your pies take the prize,
May your Thanksgiving dinner stay off your thighs!

But most of all let's be thankful for living ….
and may you and your loved ones be blessed this Thanksgiving.


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