Twas the Night of Thanksgiving

Twas the night of Thanksgiving, But I just couldnt 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 mouthfull of pudding and a handful of pie,

But I managed to yell as I sored past the trees…….



HAPPY EATING TO ALL !!



PASS THE CRANBERRIES PLEASE !!