Twas the Night after Thanksgiving
 

Twas the Night after Thanksgiving

Twas the night after 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 sored past the trees.......

Happy day after Thanksgiving To All!

Pass the cranberries PLEASE! :17:

May your stuffing be tasty, may your turkey be plump,
may your 'taters 'n gravy have narry a lump.

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