Twas the Nite of Thanksgiving
Twas the Nite 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.
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But I just couldn’t sleep
I tried counting backwards,
I tried counting sheep.
The dark meat and white
But I fought the temptation
With all of my might
With anticipation
The thought of a snack
Became infatuation.
Flung open the door
And gazed at the fridge,
Full of goodies galore.
And buttered potatoes,
Pickles and carrots,
Beans and tomatoes.
So plump and so round,
‘Til all of a sudden,
I rose off the ground.
Floating into the sky
With a mouthful of pudding
And a handful of pie.
As i soared past the trees….
Happy eating to all –
Pass the cranberries, please.
May your turkey be plump.
May your potatoes ‘n gravy
Have nary a lump,
May your pies take the prize,
May your thanksgiving dinner
Stay off of your thighs.
