From: Pat Sullivan
Subject: Fw: HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
HAPPY THANKSGIVING
Twas the night of Thanksgiving,
and I just couldn’t sleep
I tried counting backwards,
I tried counting sheep.
The leftovers beckoned,
the dark meat and the 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 round,
till all of a sudden, I rose off of the ground.
I crashed through the ceiling, floating into the sky
with a mouthful of pudding and a handful of pie.
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 and 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.
Happy Thanksgiving All!
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