A Thanksgiving Poem

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.
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 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!!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL!!!

LOL! Thanks Richard!!! Hope your Thanksgiving is a GREAT one!

Too funny ...Happy Thanksgiving to my American Friends !

Did you write this yourself?

It's really good. Loved it regardless if you wrote it or not. Thank you for sharing.

Mary

No Mary, a poet I'm not, but I do read a lot.

When I find silly things, then here I them brings.

I will never ever use profanity, but there is a thin line between silliness and insanity.

So you better watch out, when old Richard is about!

See, I told you I'm not a poet, and now you surely know it.

LOL!

you , Richard are making me laugh just a bit more :)

LOVE IT!!!!

Richard,

Well, see Richard you have the makings of a poet in the works.

That sounded rhymey and it made sense. I definitely think you have possibilities. If you come up with some more, please share them.

Mary

It's great! Thanks for sharing.

Oh Richard, thank you so much for the smile.