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A Thanksgiving Poem



Twas the night of Thanksgiving,
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 snack
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.

May your Thanksgiving be blessed.


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