The Night Before Thanksgiving

Sent November 21, 2007

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 eating to all - Pass the cranberries, please.


May your stuffing be tasty, May your turkey be plump.

May your potatoes 'n gravy have nary a lump,

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


May your Thanksgiving be blessed!!