Hi Pauline,
Thanks for the Wonderful Story.
Thought you might enjoy this...
'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, Stuffing with gravy, green 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.
Have A Blessed & Happy Thanksgiving,
Phil
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