T’was the night after Thanksgiving

Got this today via email. I think I’ll start a new catagory called “From the Inbox” just for the email items I re-post here. Anyway, enjoy this little holiday post.

T’was the night after Thanksgiving… 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 temptations with all of my might.

Tossing and turning with anticipation,
the thought of a snack was 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 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 ‘tater ‘n gravy have narry a lump.

May your yams be delicious, may your pies take the prize,
may your holiday dinner stay off of your thighs.


2 thoughts on “T’was the night after Thanksgiving

  1. Glad to hear the url issue is resolved.

    As for being hungry, my office just had a Thanksgiving lunch with all the fixin’s. Turkey, ham, biscuts, gravy, stuffing, mashed potatoes, corn, mac and cheese, cranberry sauce, apple and pumpkin pie… I’m going to burst, I ate so much!

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