~*~*~ A Thanksgiving Poem ~*~*~

TWAS THE NIGHT OF THANKSGIVING,

BUT I JUST COULDN'T SLEEP.

I TRIED COUNTING BACKWARDS,

I TRIED COUNTING SHEEP.

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THE LEFTOVERS BECKONED -
THE DARK MEAT AND WHITE,
I FOUGHT THE TEMPTATION
WITH ALL OF MY MIGHT.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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!!
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HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL!

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~ Chef Wilkinson ~