‘Twas the Night of Thanksgiving
‘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 of my might. Tossing and turning with anticipation, Thoughts of a snack became infatuation. So I raced to the kitchen, flung open the door, Gazed at the fridge full of goodies galore. 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 of your thighs!
Happy Thanksgiving to All and God Bless you this Holiday Season
- Thanksgiving! (catherinemjohnson.wordpress.com)
- Happy Thanksgiving!!!! (medavisdesign.com)
- Just One More Bite: Thanksgiving Dinner and Marginal Utility (teacher-preneur.com)