‘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, stuffing with gravy, green beans and tomatoes.

If 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 mouth full of pudding and a handful of pie.

But I managed to yell as I soared past the trees…

Happy eating to all–pass the alka seltzer please!




6 thoughts on “‘Twas the Night of Thanksgiving

    1. It can never be bad when you’re surrounded by love, family and friends! I hope you and your family created some wonderful memories that can be looked back on for years to come. Surprisingly we didn’t have much for leftovers, we gobbled up everything except a couple slices of pie.

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