> 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, > '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. > HAVE A WONDERFUL THANKSGIVING TO BERNERS AND THEIR PEOPLE!
