Nary A Lump . . .

I received this email and just had to share!

Hope all have had a great day and made sweet memories . . .

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.

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!!

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