Posted by Sylvia_FL on 11/20/05 1:38pm
Msg #77822
OT: 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, 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.
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