T'was The Night Of Thanksgiving

T'was 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, 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!