Turkey Lurkey
"'Twas the Night of Thanksgiving"
'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,
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, floated 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!"
'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,
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, floated 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!"