T'was the night after Thanksgiving... 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 temptations with all of my might. Tossing and turning with anticipation, the thought of a snack was 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 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 'tater 'n gravy have narry a lump. May your yams be delicious, may your pies take the prize, and may your holiday dinner stay off of your thighs.
.*•.¸♥¸.(Christina).¸♥¸.•*. Life’s journey is not to show up at the gates safely in a well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out…shouting Holy Shyt….What A Ride!
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