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Thursday, November 22, 2007

Time for the Turkey-eatin pants

'Twas the night of Thanksgiving but I 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. 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.


Trey and Heather said...

my thanksgiving feast did NOT pass my thighs. thanks for caring.
so good to see you for a little while. I miss you my friend

Andrew & Audra said...

Missy, it's high time for an update!

Anonymous said...

ok, this turkey eating stuff has been on here waaaay too long! please update with something soon!!! PPPLLLLEEEEAAASSEEE!!!!!

Tracy Shearin