Old and New Jokes

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

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