christmas eve
'twas the night before christmas, when all through the house
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
the turkey was stuffed in the oven with care
bringing misery to all stomachs that would dare
to put it in their mouth and taste its dryness
it was definitely not meant for any highness
and so begins the story of christmas eve at the Dodds...
put the turkey in the oven. its smell wafted out. too much garlic, i thought. but as the tasting approached, my expectations rose, perhaps it would be delicious? cross my toes...
all through the household, people would cheer, ah, what a turkey! lets have a beer!
I placed it on the table, carved it with love; alas, my turkey prayers were not answered above.
the turkey was tough, the gravy was rough
and beer was indeed poured, but not to victory, but to wash down the turkey that was tougher than a sword...
daddy ate it with grimace, and my brother retorted
to tell you the truth, this turkey ain't worth it!
but all throughout dinner, the atmosphere never tense
the laughs were never short, even if they were at my expense
and so in its pan, my poor turkey lay
it rested, it had not had an easy day
and so ends the story of my first christmas dinner
maybe next time the turkey will be a winner?!
MERRY CHRISTMAS! :D
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
the turkey was stuffed in the oven with care
bringing misery to all stomachs that would dare
to put it in their mouth and taste its dryness
it was definitely not meant for any highness
and so begins the story of christmas eve at the Dodds...
put the turkey in the oven. its smell wafted out. too much garlic, i thought. but as the tasting approached, my expectations rose, perhaps it would be delicious? cross my toes...
all through the household, people would cheer, ah, what a turkey! lets have a beer!
I placed it on the table, carved it with love; alas, my turkey prayers were not answered above.
the turkey was tough, the gravy was rough
and beer was indeed poured, but not to victory, but to wash down the turkey that was tougher than a sword...
daddy ate it with grimace, and my brother retorted
to tell you the truth, this turkey ain't worth it!
but all throughout dinner, the atmosphere never tense
the laughs were never short, even if they were at my expense
and so in its pan, my poor turkey lay
it rested, it had not had an easy day
and so ends the story of my first christmas dinner
maybe next time the turkey will be a winner?!
MERRY CHRISTMAS! :D