I received this poem in an e-mail from a friend and I thought I'd share it with you.
T' WAS 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 SNACK BECAME INFATUATION.
SO, I RACED TO THE KITCHEN, FLUNG OPEN THE DOOR,
AND 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
That was very cute! I love the last line about the food staying off my thighs, if only it were true. Have a Happy Thanksgiving.
ReplyDeleteThat's hilarious!
ReplyDeleteCaaaaaaaaaaaaathy :)
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Thank you for stopping by my blog Ms Cathy :)
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Love it...I sure hope mine stays off my thighs. Oh boy.
ReplyDeleteThat was so cute. I love it!
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Oh, that was cute! Funny that both of us had poems going today and both started with the same basic "Twas the...."
ReplyDeleteha ha ha
I love this poem!
ReplyDeletehaha, that is sooo cute! Sounds like me. Man, does that ever sound like me!
ReplyDeleteVery cute, Cathy!!! I hope you have a great Thanksgiving!
ReplyDeleteOh, the season of food...
ReplyDeleteToo funny and Happy Thanksgiving!