Twas the Night of 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,
Till 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 EATHING TO ALL
PASS THE CRANBERRIES PLEASE!!