A Turkey Poem for Sandy
A Turkey Poem for Sandy
'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
The thought of a snake
Became 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 of your thighs!
Happy, Blessed Thanksgiving to you and yours!
Author Unknown. Passed on to me via email...
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