| Topic: Thanksgiving dinner leftover's poem | |
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                                                                                                                                                'Twas the night of Thanksgiving but I just couldnt 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 with anticipation - The thought 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 round, Till all of a sudden, I rose off the ground. I crashed throughe 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 your thighs. Happy Holidays To All | |
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      Fabulous
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|   That should adorn a bathroom wall for sure!   Now that's poetry! | |
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      gobble gobble!!! enjoyed that, almost as much as the thanksgiving feast tomorrow!!    | |
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      awww how cute!! good one   and bout time ya posted ya virgin! lol hugs my dear friend and happy holidays to you!!! | |
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