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 !