Happy THANKSgiving to All!

'Twas the night of THANKSgiving,

But I just couldn't sleep.

I tired 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, flug 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 of 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 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!!